Bad Habit Poem by latoya fleming
Bad Habit
Time and time again,
I pray you change,
I say myself,
“This time he got it, ”
I thought,
With every tear,
You saw me shed,
You would grow to love me,
To be my first love,
You leave with bad memories,
Miscarriage,
Lies,
And last but not least,
Deceit
Maybe,
It’s being young,
Being Naïve,
Or simply,
Just afraid,
Knowing I can do better,
I still hold on to you,
You’re like a drug,
At times the high is so pure,
But the effects will leave you dead…
Inside.
Girl you can writes some poems i really like this poem i gotta agree wit Nequa this poem is a TEN! ! !
This poem really touched me I can feel mysrlf in your shoes. I REALLY love this one keep up the good work If I were to rate this poem it would be a high 10. Good work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 7:56:15 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Wow very strong poem, Its Ironic how something so beautifully written can hold such a sad story, but it was magnificent, keep up the great work, Peace