She sang his praises for far too long
it was now time for a different song.
His excuses were empty, actions were weak
the time had come for her to speak
the truth.Image: Created by me.
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In The Name Of Love
Poetry"Come inside this heart of mine, feel the beat to the poets rhyme, words they tumble, spilling pain, tales of woe or love, again." Poems about love, good and bad, real and imagined, sometimes beautiful, sometimes dark but always, always, from the...
No More Excuses
She sang his praises for far too long
it was now time for a different song.
His excuses were empty, actions were weak
the time had come for her to speak
the truth.Image: Created by me.