Love got to her

Alan R


Desperate for something

You'd assume it's fame

But she was yearning for love

A heart, that keeps her sanity 

She could go to work

Earn money, have peace



Tries to fix what's wrong

Learns, educates herself

And others too, if they listen

Yearning for love, still, a heart

That keeps her purpose

Alive, fulfilling, functional



Now she has nothing left

Since she became, Love's Mistress 

Love doesn't offer money, sanity

Now love's little whore, begs

Love takes, until woman is over

Love is broke and she, is broken.





  • Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 23rd, 2024 01:54
  • Category: Love
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  • Cassie58

    When love is broken , we are a shell of our former selves. Love makes the world go round. When it breaks, our world stops. That’s where your lines took me. Have a lovely day Alan.

  • Alan R

    Thanks for reading and for your reflection...have a nice day!

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