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Fed up and questioning poem for the ladies. Wondering how much are we willing to take? |
Ladies is it worth it? Those lips that draw your eyes… That make you salivate That take your mind to that distant place The land of two souls brilliantly connected Never to be torn apart by time or space… Those blissful moments… Where love and pain collide That beautiful agony… That can never be explained or shared. But what of every other moment? What of those moments where those lips leaked venom That made you shutter That take your mind to the last time Where you have to hide the evidence Never to speak of past wrongs Those horrifying moments… Where you choose your words carefully Knowing each could possibly be your last How much are those few fleeting moments worth? Is it worth your? Good black don’t crack, But it does bruise Body, mind or soul You can do better ladies Fleeting bliss isn’t worth lasting scars. How much is your peace of mind worth to you? |