It’s hard to define what love really is
\nThere are many words, one can use
\nBut really it’s not words that encompass
\nThe feeling
\nFor if it were much we would lose<\/p>\n
In the truest sense, its a haven
\nOf creation of state and debate
\nBewitched and enchanted
\nA rich soup of love
\nBut only if that be our fate<\/p>\n
The poignancy of its whole meaning
\nIs where intimacy takes a hold
\nWhere lovers gain true satisfaction
\nIn the realms in which they have been rolled<\/p>\n
But So little that’s given is heart felt
\nIt’s just on the Cusp that is all
\nWhich is blown out of all real proportion
\nAnd from that massive height many fall<\/p>\n
And it’s down in the dumps of emotion
\nwhen bruises and black eyes appear
\nWhen the surrogate evils spill out of their mouths
\nAnd raise up the levels of fear<\/p>\n
Battering the women is crazy
\nAnd No respect for her, a sin
\nHer stupor will never be super
\n and being cold to her care
\nYou expect everything from her and then you treat her really as if She’s not there<\/p>\n
That’s until you want sex
\nThen what you do
\nIs rape her you use her I know that
\nIs true
\nA women decides what a women needs best
\nNot some beast in her body
\nCrushing her chest<\/p>\n
And then it’s all over
\nYou have shot your last bolt
\nAnd she’s lying crying inside
\nThe result<\/p>\n
There was no joyfulness
\nAbandoned was she
\nRavished and left
\nAs if under a tree
\nThere was no fulfilment
\nYou possessed her thats all
\nYou fucked like a donkey
\nAnd that does appal<\/p>\n
Me,from the offset
\nHow some of you spoil
\nA beautiful women
\nHow you embroil
\nTheir love with your filth
\nWith your sordid vile stuff
\nAnd that sad bunch of flowers
\nWas never enough<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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