Gabriella Diane Poems
- Hook please don’t tell me there’re other fish in the sea we ...
- The World Is Filled the world is filled with ideals and ...
- Burnout my friend she weeps for womankind the kind of woman ...
- First Poem the cliche the without you, i wouldnt the your ...
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my friend she weeps for womankind
the kind of woman she has become
makes a mockery of a broken soul
and forbids the allowance of love
my friend knew well what needed to be done
and she did, righteously
(for the good of womankind, of course)
break the heart of one, carelessly
my friend she gets mad when I say love needs patience
but she is not the virtuous type
no time no need no more she insists
and breaks a bond for her hectic life
my friend ignites and inspires me
upon her time of darkness
when she tells me her flame ...