Here it goes...

Sometimes, life is a victim.
But always, love is a true crime.
Every day is a little bit wasted,
But not when it isn't my time....

Here it goes...

When I was a kid,
there was nothing to stop me.
But when I grew up,
a pretty girl caught me.

No one is the world understands what I am bleeding.
No one in this world knows the tide of love is receding.
I cannot stop, but I won't give up
on the soul that departed me now.

I'm just a man,
a hardened soul.
I'm just a toy, it seems,
that lost his heart whole.

I won't give in,
I wanna stand up for this world.
That's when a true hero is born!

Soooooo.....

I know, that this place is my calling.
My heart has stop falling for her.
I'm just a simplistic fool,
the one that made it first.

No one, not even the world.
No one, not even the heartbreaker.
No one, but no one, is the taker of my soul.
The one that will be my world.

Soooo here it goes.....

I'm just a an ordinary man,
a boy without a plan.
I'm just a kid,
that doesn't know what he did.

No one, but no one, will ever take my soul.
I'm a man with a hardened....goal.

Strong poem

feels honest, unaffected, true. I like the repetition. It's kind of like personal redemption that's what I get from it. Pretty cool. Last two lines are outstanding. I really like how you brought in the idea that no one owns your soul, very empowering stuff you wrote here. raskin

Here It Goes..

Well written friend, nice one!

Debs~

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