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In his country, he says I would be called a fat *i*c* with my hips being thick. He said his men would f*c*k me so much I would join the crowd of skinny lovers. In his country, he states I would not have sex the way I want. He pants that his men like a*s*o*e. Plethora my people would shout. Embarrassment has stepped-out. In his country, is sex slavery. His men would just snatch me off the streets to control me sexually. In his country, I am not. So why is he talking to me half-cocked. In his country, terrorism to them is love. To me he must be from an Arab World. _____________________________________| Penned on May 13, 2014!

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Date: 5/23/2014 9:28:00 PM
Congrats on the win my friend!!
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Verlena S. Walker
Date: 5/23/2014 10:29:00 PM
Thanks Robert. Verlena
Date: 5/22/2014 1:08:00 PM
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Date: 5/16/2014 12:37:00 PM
It's sad that with the world's advancement comes the decline of humanity.
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Verlena S. Walker
Date: 5/16/2014 1:45:00 PM
That is very true Jake. Why is a discovery. Thanks for your commentary and supportive remarks. Verlena
Date: 5/14/2014 8:28:00 AM
I absolutely agree that that is no way to talk to a lady, rudeness and belligerence. But your last stanza kind of sticks. I think you'd have a stronger poem with it.
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Verlena S. Walker
Date: 5/14/2014 8:35:00 AM
Thanks Scott for the commentary and supportive remarks. Yes, I would agree the last sentence is the strength that gleams through. Terrorism is nothing to play with. Verlena

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