The Morning After – Poetry

4/29/21 The morning after is always awkward. The way they look at you as they slip into their clothes that were scattered across the room You walk them to the door and they promise to call you later But truth is, It was just a fuck A one night stand Truth is, You’ll probably never […]

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7/26/20 – Poetry

I thought after my last heartbreak, I’d be scared to love again I vowed to never let another in Cause the last man I trusted battered my heart with his bare hands And the last woman I gave all of me to Well, I only got half of her in return My heart told me […]

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2/13/21 – Poetry

The first time I ever saw a woman being abused I was around 8 or 9 My mother left for a date with her boyfriend at the time, I recall hearing an argument ensue outside My curious mind led to me peeking out the blinds, And just as I peered out the window, I witnessed […]

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