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Lost Morals

A princess in a ballroom Is every girls dream Playing it over in our heads, detailing the scene A prince at our side Determined to swoon Confessing your the most perfect one in the room This is what's expected Until we grow up And find our dream has decided to disrupt Decided to change course Causing more ache Now we can't breathe without being plunged with a stake Or being rejected Our only other option Forsaking the world or choosing adaption Most choose the latter Loosing there virtue And cling instead on what guys believe are true Like "You're bangable that's for sure But certainly not what I would date For girls are nothing more than meat An appetizer on our plate" And instead of disagreeing with their fact Setting out to prove it false We believe these lies and comprise Decide to be used up, then tossed But at what cost? Is it really so wrong? Just following the pattern of american love songs Craving to feel loved from this pitiful world Just to follow and become an ordinary teenage girl Now feeling alive and fresh in my skin Not focused on how guilty I feel within Could it really be sin? But its so fun Pursuing the guy till you find out you won Until the job is done And you watch him leave Now aware you stitched your heart on your sleeve And he's tore it off Threw it in the dust Tell me world, is this pain a must Can it be fixed? No it's too late Might as give myself to the next heartbreak Now i'm stuck in the cycle Caught in the mold But too scared to step out, not daring to be bold Now my heart is cold Thy soul is stone Going from guy to guy yet feeling alone Following the lie This is the only type I catch Besides, there's no such thing as a God destined match Simple friend with benefits But no one benefits Following the status quo Just tell him no!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 5/15/2012 11:44:00 AM
When MORAL VALUES are reduced to ORAL FABLES the AURA is lost & d MORALS b'comes TERRIBLY FEEBLE it reduces one into a PEBBLE even if you are HUMBLE you still have to cross the HURDLE... Jessica it's such a great piece.
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Date: 3/24/2012 7:53:00 AM
I so much agree with this piece. I have three girls and one of them chose to go with worldy ways as your poem writes. She is the most miserable living in sin. My other two girls chose to follow the Savior and when the time came fervently prayed each time a man wanted to date them and only when they felt approval allowed this man in their lives. When marriage became an issue they did the same. These two daughters are very happy and successful in the lives each day. I met my wife through prayer. I wish others could find faith to bring this happiness to their own lives.
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Date: 3/18/2012 3:43:00 PM
stick to the old rules and maybe you can convince someone that you'll follow the rules. that you won't break their heart. because their is a no tolerance rule for the guys. mess up one time and the spell is forever broken. and then they walk away. it's the code.
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John Loving Iii
Date: 3/18/2012 3:44:00 PM
great work by the way!!!
Date: 3/18/2012 9:53:00 AM
Who ever said or thought society values are good. "Just tell him no!" That's the way to go. Love, daver
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Date: 3/16/2012 7:15:00 PM
Interesting work that you have penned...Sad that some young men have no respect for women..Sara
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