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Meosha Thompson Poem
The world what a big place so enjoyable and full of choices
I don't hate you I rather just enlighten you on a few things
when you decided to get rid of your sweet baby girl still fresh inside the womb
she wanted to see what the world was like
Mom I didn't want to go I wanted to experience the difficulty and the beauty of the world my first kiss my first date the idea of me one day giving life but it was snatched I know this was the hardest decision that was made the seed was forced inside you by a disgusting human being who doesn't see the sweet essence of a women he saw breast and a vagina and a frighten woman
I don't hate you for not loving something that wasn't loved in the process of intercourse I don't blame you I have looked for peace within myself I have searched for forgiveness and I give it to you my dear holder not mother but holder of child
I forgive you
love... what name I decided to call myself when you made your choice April
Copyright © Meosha Thompson | Year Posted 2017
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Meosha Thompson Poem
Love will get you killed young blood
I didn't have the bread I wish you would have waited
I guess it's okay you were a bird anyway
I gave you my last and you wanted more
I gave you me and you wanted her
you left I ran to the door
I cried and you ignored
I wouldn't call myself a savage now
I'm immune to the misconceptions of what loyalty is
I could sit and talk about the **** but who really cares
oh you playing the victim again if the gun pointed at me then I might as
well be
consistency is what I constantly needed but now I'm questioning that
**** I felt
don't even feel that no moe
is it sick a couple misfits tried to make it work
we was like Martin and Gina mixed with ike and tina
Sis was right it's hard to break cheddar with a rat
it's hard to have someone's back who already turned there back
it's hard to love a soul that ain' t down to roll
it's hard to love a waste of my time
it's hard to love a mess of a life
it's hard to .... to love you and that's true
Copyright © Meosha Thompson | Year Posted 2018
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Meosha Thompson Poem
These days reminds me back when I didn't know how to pick up the pieces
when my heart was weak when my tears seemed to flow uncontrollably
these eyes watching me and judging my every move
I just wanted a simple life
you ever felt like you wanted to go ghost
where death seemed like a comfortable state
where peace of mind was just a beautiful dream
he's watching
she's watching
they laugh
and I die every time
Copyright © Meosha Thompson | Year Posted 2018
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