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It's not ok

She stay's silent for the fear of him getting mad, Though he's so stuck on himself he don't care if she's sad. He cares about himself his wants and needs, Off of her fear his angry soul feeds. He waits to pounce like an animal on a hunt, His daggers sticking out waiting to cut. The words are sharp but he don't give a damn, How in the world can he think he's a man? Some women live this hell everyday, Yet they make every excuse as to why they should stay. Are they that broken down can they not see? That they're life is worth more than misery. If they put a little faith back in their heart, Will they see they deserve a brand new start? A life of no worries not being controlled, Is what they could have if they would just let go.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Date: 3/25/2016 11:48:00 PM
Monica Barrows, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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Date: 8/6/2015 1:30:00 AM
MONICA, Enjoyed reading your poem. **SKAT**
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Date: 1/12/2015 10:11:00 AM
Your poem reflects on fact that life’s not meant to be in the servitude of others, choice is the only true freedom left to us and time waits for no one...move along and explore life, it isn't wrong to want to taste life with an open heart. Emile.
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Monica Barrows
Date: 1/13/2015 8:01:00 AM
Exactly... thanks!!