Just when I Smile...
I get it,
you love women.
Sure...I am one!
I could stay in your frigid arms
as long as I want.
So many times I've said goodbye,
so so so many times I cry.
Back in your arms I always fall...
I meant it last time...
don't call.
Just when I began to smile,
you are standing next to me...
lifting that frigid arm,
sweet words...
again I am disarmed.
But wait,
I CAN choose my smile over you,
God help me to be through.
You can have a piece of my heart
as a parting gift...
but I have to keep the rest...
so that I can live! ! ! !
poem by JAR Poet
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