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Love Games

Don't look into my eyes, look past my smiles, dare not hold my hand you are not my glove, walk me if you must; plan to walk many miles, i dare not be with one who can't show love. there is more to me than just my beauty, dare not twist my hair, not caress my face, i will not, shall not be another arm cutie, touch me if your brave, i'll spray you with mace. i'm not really into all these love games, love is a game that causes too much pain, i much rather live without all this fame, i wont be a prize for your lustful gain. so bury this knowledge deep in your thought, for i'm telling you my love cant be bought.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 6/26/2010 2:05:00 AM
"i dare not to be the one who cant show love". a brave statement. love is brave. you seem to know your value and thats great. dont ever lose your apparent notion of self worth.- Fish.
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Date: 6/23/2010 12:21:00 PM
You know your worth! Congratulations on your poem being featured this week on ps. Love, Susan
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Date: 6/23/2010 11:23:00 AM
This is a wonderful piece! Accept my colorful congrats on having this poem featured this week. You are such a nice poet! Please, keep your poetry pens dancing on your poetry pad. I wish you all the best with your writing. Love ~Adeleke~
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Date: 6/21/2010 8:54:00 AM
Congratulations on your poetry being featured this week Danielle. May you have many more features. Love, Carol
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Date: 5/8/2010 11:10:00 PM
your last line is great. your love cant be bought, many let theres because theirs is cheap anyway, for they don't know what it is. great write. -Always&Forever Lynette
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Date: 5/5/2010 7:26:00 PM
that is a wonderful straight forward poem you have really good insight
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