This broken word September 26 2010

This broken word September 26 2010
By Fredrick Pennix aka Praiser the Show-o ff Worshiper

When pain has a compliment to tell your heart what is love
When it was just lust, fill with lies and hate
This grudge she had against me, they both deny I was just a feeling
Broken with a kiss that was to immature to be a mistake
I was condemned when fear agree to touch the truth
When I saw the racist in her eyes , it was really you

Reviews

[SpokenWord]

I can only hope that pain never compliments my heart. Those two I chose to keep apart. Many times love is confused as lust, but when lies and hate are involved it is much more personal and misleading. From your first line to the last your spoke up emotions of hurt and betrayal. The last line brought it all home for a racist hatred is the greatest of all. Great write.

[A. L. Z.]

This is so neat. I think the review before mine was great insight on it.