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She has no scars.
She needs no wings.
She bleeds like an angel crying for her sins.

She weeps for her feelings and loses them in the rain.
She’s dead in the morning until she drinks the golden liquid that can leave a nasty stain.
She waits, she commands, she’s ready with her plan.
She delivers new children into the world without a helping hand.

We stand and stare and wonder how they can,
Who are we?
Just a simple man.

*Taken from my new book on Amazon - Love Poems From The Universe

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Fri 13th Mar 2020 20:30

Love the poem and the title. A woman’s strength is quite a wonder of this world. Looking forward to reading your book.

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David Irvine

Fri 13th Mar 2020 19:05

Thanks for the love my fellow poets. Please let me know what you think about the book. I hope it makes you smile. A massive thanks! 😁

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Fri 13th Mar 2020 13:46

Beautiful poem David. I'm looking forward to reading your book! Thanks for sharing.

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