When Will You Men Realize realise That
All The Pain She is Forced To Hide,
Does HOLD in the Wells of Her Eyes Long At All
She doesnt cry salty tears, or have Red Puffy Eyes,
Only the Toxic Liquid, that will kill all those guys..
A cursed love the cause-the dose administered
Every time you had the audacity to lay her head
on your shoulder when she cried!
To rid herself of your poison,
means her soul will soon have todie..
Topic(s) of this poem: life