She bleeds, she vomits, her tears are no more.
She laughs, she plays, problems left behind the door.
Her heart, it breaks, his love for her inexistent.
The other man, loves her face, but she is resistant.
Her weight, she hates, she sits by the kitchen.
The knife, is in her face, will she make her decision?
Her life, is at stake, what will she do?
Make a mistake? Or face what she was brought into.
Running away, is her only break out
But will her running, ever see time out?
please and thanks??
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WELL Miss thang, I really liked your poem - we seem to have YET another thing in common! lol I write like this through my poetry as well....I wanna see more of your work woman. Show us what else is in that pretty lil head of yours ;p
The poem was short but it defo got the point across and made a statment Good job mama
The poem was short but it defo got the point across and made a statment Good job mama
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