Face to face
Or faceless
Online or text
Written in ink
Or color crayola
Is fully irrelevant
Words like flowers
Reveal their values
And bloom or die
Trust is invisible
Fragile like glass
Stranger or friends
Makes no difference
Only broken hearts
Know not to start
To live their life or
Trust lips that utter
Any…broken promises
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Poet of the Light © 2020
the world turns on a word
Se non combatti per costruire la tua vita non ti rimarrà niente
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Thank you kindly.
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Whoo, terrific imagery.
“Revel their values” – did you mean “reveal”?
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Yes sir. Seems I’m guilty of writing malpractice myself. 😉 Thank you.
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heheh
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Exactly why women have 0% faith in single men. All that comes out of their mouths is dishonesty…empty dreams . The real situation of dealing with today’s guy
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Or woman…
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No ..definitely a guy
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For you…
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And many many many others like myself
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And all these others appointed you as their spokesman to decry the flaws in my writings?
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It’s only about how much single women have faith in tods guys. Yes I speak for many
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You only pretend to speak for many to legitimize your nasty assault on the male gender…
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Only about the 0%
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If you say so… Next…
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