kind

I swear I could make her purr

the woman had needs

& the beauty of all of that was

I did no hard work

only the being loving

kind

but when they come from bad love

they know no other way

& soak all this up like a sponge

& I found

what I had was not enough

could never be enough

she needed more of us to love her

to try & fill that empty place

created by bad love

& worse

had learnt full well to be bad to those

who were loving

kind

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