For the Birds
In a world of decayed morals
Where change happens in a blink
Choices are based on greed and sex
Soulmates are all but extinct
To say that people are joined at the hip
It's only a temporary thing
In these, "me first" times of self gratification
One simply just takes off their ring
Call yourself a hopeless romantic
But not when it comes to love
Soulmate is merely playing semantics
And only pertains to doves
Copyright © Daniel Turner | Year Posted 2016
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