Poem -

iHeart...

iHeart...

If you
Can't see
That I live
With my
Heart on
My sleeve
Then turn
Your back
And just
Leave
If you
Don't feel
That you
Can breathe
Take a look
In the mirror
And change
Your own
Dreams
Don't drag
Me down
With your
Demons
Time is
Broken
So no more
Stealing
I'm raising
My chest
Like a
Super hero
Changing
My own
Story
And
Healing
I am not
Your device
I am not
Under your control
It's time
To take flight
I do know
That I sacrificed
But not
Anymore...
I am my own device
I am my own device!

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Terry Reeves

Don't forget Wayne that she's not
'your device' either!

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author
Wayne Stubbs

This was coming from a woman's perspective, as how they sometimes can get easily used and not thought about as a person and not just a play thing,Β 
thanks for the comment Terry always appreciated ?

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author
Halo Pain

Love the rhyme. Flows very smoothΒ 

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author
BumbleBea

What a beautiful write Wayne. I love that you wrote this in a women's perspective, this write really resonates with me. I look forward to reading more of your work everyday! Bea x

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author
Wayne Stubbs

Thanks very much bea, very much appreciated ?

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