Nothing Left (poem)

All that’s left to be said has been felt
Words at this point
Would be like killing the dead
Walk away with some dignity
Be a lady when he can’t even be a man
Head held high make your mother proud
Inner beauty in trying times
Is even more alluring to anyone watching
Than all your body parts combined
And even when no one is watching
Show the best of who you are.

(Witnessed this couple fighting a few weeks ago, the memory just flashed in my mind. Guy was really letting her have it and she remained unfazed in his ignorance. Beautiful)

Dean Jean-Pierre
5-10-06
9:50pm
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