…..This is Rosewood but I’m not John Bradley, sadly many of y’all will die badly, you’re not a jewel, you’re Jewel and you died with your eyes open sadly. Madly treated like stool, rape never leads to love you fool, falling into the arms of that white dude, all signs of self made stealth, as you hid behind his wealth made it seem statutory, took your glory, then slapped you down yelling bitch you bore me, where’s that wine you poured me, I told you to call me Georgy Porgy.
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EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (
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A poem that to me represents the lack of esteem and value that one should have for others that we tell others we love. An old time macho view of the male role. Dominance does not mean love. Very nice
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A quite powerful and thought provoking write, nicely written and expressed
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You are very welcome
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