SarahLouise Malone Poems

THERE ONCE WAS A SLAVE NAMED VALENTINE;
she loved and loved,
but was again and again pushed away
she couldnt take it and moved and moved,
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love..
the one word that can make the strongest man cry..
the most timid person scream with glee..
the word that can injure you with no physical damage..
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i wish you could love me,
for who i am-was-and
not what you made me
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I can taste victory,
nearly in my clutch
but then, suddenly
you come and scream
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don't say you didn't care..
your eyes told it all
nothing we didn't share
leading to your call
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as i sat there,
in the pouring rain,
my cold, wet feet bare,
i pittied myself, felt my pain.
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i asked him did he love me he said yes,
asked, did he want to have a baby..yes
did he want to call him Jamie and again yes.
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when starting into the forces of attractions
desperation is at it's peek
just to kiss and touch, easing satisfactions
out of control needs to seek
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i live
i love
but young, i was dead
yes a girl of fourteen
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this house-i called home
that person-i trusted
that boy- i love
this girl- i use to hate
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