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This poem was really fantastic...I loved every bit.
I'm glad I peeped this one out because it is a masterpiece :wink:
Nita
:heart:

sometime we just don't know why
sometime we fine self wodering
sometime i tell u
felt dis from within tyte scribe dis was indeed on the money

Sometimes...we got to ...do what we do,
and sometimes our love just can't be true.

Do to me...what you want done to you...
then neither of us ever...have to be blue. :crying:

The man at the store...just want to be paid, :smokin:
but I am your wife...and I need to be laid. :huh:

Laid me with tenderness...wrap me in gold,
together we'll search for...what's not been...unfoled. :wink:

Love and respect me...like I know you can do, :spin:
and tonight when the lights out...I'll cuddle you Boo. :love:

that was a very nice piece...not because of who you are...but because of how you are.

Love you to the limit...your other half :love:

that sometimes
i feel ya on this one
thanks for sharing this one
Peace
Angel

Life can put us between a rock and a hard place, sometimes. Liked this flow.

daaaaaaaaaaaaaang....that poem's dope.

Sometimes in the mist of loneliness,
I find a dream and ray of hope...
I find the words to help me cope...
I find my mule slid down the slope...
and my neck feels snug within your rope.

Sometimes when I go to the store,
I say that this time I'm gone for sure.
I turn and look back just once more...
while wondering if I locked my door...
ignoring pain deep in my core.

Don't I deserve to be happy too ?
Why must this life be all about you?
I want love, physical, mental and spirit included,
not some part time play to keep me deluded.

Sometimes I think I give too much of myself,
chasing illusions long stacked on a shelf.
Convincing myself time after time...
that to live and to love just can't be a crime.

Sometimes I feel like I need an angel,
to hold and embrace me when I'm in danger...
of losing my mind or complete sanity,
of forgetting that this is one big fantasy.

Sometimes is slowly becoming everytime...
and now the clock is ticking fast...
and my heart needs answers to all it ask,
if I'm to feel true peace at last.

Sometimes...sometimes...sometimes...
Sometimes I wonder how can I be,
sometimes I wonder if I'm really me...
sometimes I wonder why love isn't free.

Tomorrow I'll go to the store once more,
and maybe this time I'll leave for sure.
I'll tell the store to just keep the change,
as my life begins to just rearrange.

Sometimes...sometimes....sometimes... ... ... ... ... ... ...

Very thought invoking piece/peace my brotha and sista Queen that was a lovely response :heart: :)

sometimes we just don't know
about tomorrow
flow on
Peace
BlueWater:heart: