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Who’s going to love me ?
A question I sometimes ask . It seems like the grass is always greener in my past
Like old movies ,I play back the scenes of romantic times
These romantic scenes only showing the face of one guy
But with the progression of time
He was stripped from me
God said he was the devil
And he schemed on me
Changed me turned me into this different type of girl
So death made his pick and he was stripped from the world
I tried to replace him like he was a used tampon
I thought i could pluck ,insert and all the pain would be gone
I was wrong
I can’t even breathe
Forgetting monogyny
To embrace different anatomies
Gender simply was not an issue
Truth or dare
I choose the plain simple truth
So I walk around like I got bricks for feet
Wishing in the next hour
in the next minute
in the next second
I can be 6 feet deep
Because who’s going to love me?
No one will not like him
The question replays in mind
Like a song on the radio
My heart and soul has been cold
since my first tear dripped
My hymen ripped and love would never be right
It was always fight or flight
But when I met him he was my guiding light
So excuse me if you think this is for attention
But I do have to mention that scars are way past skin deep
But I got promises to keep
He said if we ever end
Make sure your mate treats you like a queen
Because you deserve it
I do deserve it
But the question still remains
Time heals all wounds
That’s how the saying goes
And everyday things get a bit easier
I am on my work man flow
Waiting patiently like Miss Juiliet
Trying hard to forgive but never forget
Because with no regrets
This life will seem positive
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