Dark Poetry #2 |
He left you... |
Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
So your baby father left you struggling, You can’t give up now and leave your kids rumbling, Homey was messed up from day one, Calling you his sweet thing and his Hun, Rolling in BMW, dropping ice in your lap, You were after him like an uncontrollable sap, He bought you clothes till your place was filled, But little did you know that your innocence that he killed, You dropped out for only fools stay in school, He made you believe that this world you will rule, Family and friends you left, Secret from your friends you kept, No time to think he left you with, A little baby boy that little piece of ****. Ronil (The sweet sound of summer sends serenity through my soul searching for that evermore solitude.) |
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DJLI Member
since 2000-06-21
Posts 237TN, USA |
to many people leave their lives in the hands of others, and when reality hits it hits hadr as a brick wall. EVEN ANGELS FALL. |
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LM Senior Member
since 2000-08-03
Posts 585 |
Wow...great story! I really enjoyed reading. Take Care! "Most girls want a man with the mean green Don't wanna dance if he can't be Everything that I dream up A man that understands real love" |
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Erin Member Elite
since 2000-06-15
Posts 2527~Chicago~ |
I would have to agree with DJLI just a little bit. But these guys today give up when things get tough. Mainly when they find out they are gonna have a baby. But anyways thank you for sharing this with us. *Falling in love is when you give someone a piece of your heart, falling out of love is when the piece doesnt fit* |
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bluebrdy65 Member
since 2000-05-16
Posts 276Gladys, |
great piece So many girls go through this If we only knew then what we know now blue |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
This poem is fictonal. I am a guy. I was trying to write a poem for someone(if it actually happen to someone I know), that would provide them some relief. Ronil (The sweet sound of summer sends serenity through my soul searching for that evermore solitude.) |
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