Love is her aim.
beauty is her name.She's experienced some pain.But those changes never changed her.They never made her show resentment .Never made her show indifference.Never made her become lesbian....And start being with women. She was committed to her commitments.In love with love....Not it's semblance.Not of whom it's representing.Not to the one whom epitomizes it's definition.... and/or symbolizes it's meaning.She love's love.If she don't see it .....She's leaving.Too many disagreements.....She's leaving.She catch you cheating....She's leaving... And getting even.She is human.She's not perfect by a long shot.She still learning to let go.Things are better now......Then when the agony was non-stop.Now she could careless.Now she is fearless.Like when she told her ex ....."All your stuff is in a box in the closet to the left.And please be gone before i get home.....from getting my hair dressed."Can't look a mees.....When she moves on to the next.Because. . ... love is pure Love wasn't the problem. It was him ....not men. Just him and his lying.That's what made her become intolerant.Her intolerance of him ....Won't allow her to give up on love....Or be bitter towards other men."That would mean he wins.a I can't let that happen." Is what she says to me with a wink and a grin.
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The Immortal Wize says: Magnificently written my brother. |
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2b2b2 says: Awesome.....Bravo Master Scribe.....ONE |
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faruq says: Thank you both |
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mzsopriceless says: You wrote my story. ... bravo! ! |
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mzsopriceless says: You wrote my story. ... bravo! ! |
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xclusive says: Well written, this is a powerful write. Keep it up |
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