If you won’t love me, indeed someone will.
It is not flattery or sympathy I seek. Save your shallow thrill.
I ache to know love in its purest form, to kiss goodbye this woman scorned.
Respect and integrity are my entitlements. Love me unconditionally or leave me be.
Time is of the essence.
Choose wisely.
Listen baby it’s Me or Misery’s vengeful cousin Lonely..
Take your pick!
About the Creator
Queen Nubian
My word is my sword. In a world deprived of love; teeming with war, every utterance must serve a purpose, & bend towards righteous accord.
"Keep your feet on the ground & your thoughts at lofty heights".
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