I heard the desperation
In a voice that had been dry
Because he was denied
And it was her flesh that cried
He wanted her to see
The man he so desperately needed to be
A chain reaction
Turned into
A fraction
Multiplied
By love
But three doesn’t equal two
And chances are
Things will never be the same
Can she ever really change?
It’s his heart that’s been stained
By her
And her
And her
And her
He just wishes
Things
Could
Go back
To
The way
They were
Thoughts on an ever-evolving life
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“It was obvious that he was a man who marched through life to the rhythms of some drum I would never hear.” Hunter S. Thompson
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Thoughts on an ever-evolving life
A prose and poetry lifestyle blog 🎨
“It was obvious that he was a man who marched through life to the rhythms of some drum I would never hear.” Hunter S. Thompson
A writer/photographer making sense and nonsense in words and visuals.
Letting Life Lead
Just a Girl Holding Her Father's Hand and Sharing His Heart
Working Puzzles & Beating the Odds
.Welcome to my Metaphors.
An Argument for Humanity
Poems and such about various things
Engaging the concept of the human soul through art, culture, and practical advice
Poet Artist
Scars are like memories..
... there's still life ahead
Home of all types of feline alchemy
Inspire to live an ideal life
"The home to everyone is to him his castle and fortress, as well for his defence against injury and violence, as for his repose." ~Edward Coke
Your readings are great!
THANK YOU AGAIN (:
Simply wonderful
i just want things back the way they were (long sigh)
Thanks for dropping by and following katy loveless. this is such a moving piece, Latoya, it really touched me x
THANK YOU (: