We're sorry, but this discussion has just been closed to further replies.
Tags:
Darn it Dark! you see what happens when a sistah slows down and pays attention for a change, she wakes up greeted by great poetry.........Wow Beautiful
wowwwww amazeing
wow! makes me think it has sumthng to do with being HIV positive, but then again it's poetry. NICE!!
Dark said:The Icon-Zamo said:wow! makes me think it has sumthng to do with being HIV positive, but then again it's poetry. NICE!!
Thanks for the drop. I really appreciate...This Poem does have to do with relationships and premarital SEX. It very well could be a virus like HIV but even if it is not, there are repercussions and consequence that cannot be solved by just breaking up and not speaking. Soul Ties are real and every one a person sleeps with is forever connected spiritually.... unless God breaks that bond. You may find, if indeed you have done so find a person you've involved with intimately appearing in your actions and habits... it starts small but later you may find yourself doing things familiar to you that you've never personally experienced before... Seemingly that person has grown on you... but in you is where they are.
Hmmmmm. I heard about that.... a female friend of mine told me that this guy she used to date used to like gently rub her upper lip like the rim of his lip when he was thinking and now at times she finds hers elf doing it also..... I thought that was kinda deep, I was like wow that must have been some serious chemistry between you two she was like yeah and started talking bout how much of a cool cat he was and all that girl stuff.... I was like wow that's deep..... so what's the remedy for God to break a soul tie again?
Dark, this was an amazing piece of work! Loved every word!
Im not ready for this....the finality of what must be. Im hurting as I read this, this is the truth, but oh how painful this truth is. My soul is tied in knots, and funny how when I try to unravel them, the more tied the knots become! I read this in hope of finding ease, and still, there is pain. One day when I read this, I, as you have, will one day find triumph. I believe this, Twin! There is beauty in your pen, beautiful pain....but beauty just the same!
Sable
© 2010 Created by Hidden Beach