Six Weeks

What have you done to my life When I think about it, it cuts like a knife Don’t you have a heart Or am I just not that smart For six weeks I sold myself Defiantly not on the shelf Needles in my arms As dangerous as firearms Had to find a shower I needed it for will power A plate of food If you are in the nude Every part of me Wished it could be free You fed me to the dogs I’m now in all the catalogues Speed dial just for fun I’m there like the noon gun

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Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 11/18/2016 10:19:00 AM

Hello Gert, nice to meet you.I have to agree with Ruben you did well to have your poem featured in this week.I look froward to reading your poetry.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 6/23/2016 9:10:00 PM

Gert, Welcome to Poetry soup, I hope you enjoy the community. Here, you will find friendly poets who enjoy supporting one another. I myself, enjoy reading and commenting those who want to be read. The only time I give constructive criticism is when a poet desires it. However, if for some reason the poem is not my field I will guide you to someone who is more qualified than I. Stop by and read one of my poems if you like. My poems are not perfect, but I have a feeling you might like one. I encourage you to check out the contest page and read to receive comments. Tell me a little about your poetic skills if you like. It will be my pleasure to follow and read every poem you post from here on :) We are Lucky To Have you. Your New Poet Friend @-> LINDA <-@

Skat A

Date: 6/23/2016 3:21:00 PM

Gert, welcome to poetry soup....skat