lost soul
she spreads her legs thinking that will keep a man
not knowing self respect and realationships go hand and hand
every week she finds a new love
that got her hooked like drugs
no quality time spent with her youngin
name brand clothes and toys is the way she shows lovin
all the claims of independance are false
men spend a few weeks with her and there intrest is lost
dudes tell her anything she wants here
promises of trips and wips and the flyest gear
truth is shes never missed
they hit and they split then they dont want her near
used and abused still claiming shes the flyest
but that pillow at nights her only comfort while shes crying
lost soul pretending to be free
no control and more then nieve
having a man wont make you complete
get to know a man first befor hitting the sheets

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Join free Log inThe Immortal Wize
WOW!! nail on the head truth be told.
Read The Immortal Wize 's poemsPeaceSearcher
This is great poem, keep up the good work. Keep talking from the heart. The best poems are the best when they show true emotion
Read PeaceSearcher's poemssubstance914
Thanx yall
Read substance914's poems2b2b2
Ka-BOOM....Crucial PSA (Public Service Annoucement)....thanks for sharing!
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Deep
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