as i sat there,
in the pouring rain,
my cold, wet feet bare,
i pittied myself, felt my pain.
A Slave Called Valentine
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,
i wish you could love me,
for who i am-was-and
not what you made me
He Said No
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.
Love Splendid? ? ?
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..