Man in love vs. Boy in lust

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Man in love vs. Boy in lust

Forget falling, she’s diving in face first, searching for sage words

I’m up on this stage contemplating what to say first

I see her crying now I’m stage diving try to find if I can save her

Screaming,  "love is not a game so f#%k all you players!"

These cats are heartless so the cowards wanna play hers

Boys will be boys, a players gonna play, but men don’t play that way

So it’s safe to say she’s never been more than a crush

She’s never seen a man in love only boys in lust

Cause loves flame would burn these boys to dust

I hope she wises up

Stop giving them the heart to put the knife in,

Only driving her to tears so stop giving them the license

I sense she’s ready to start fighting

She wants to shine but it’s so dark where her heart is hiding

But the clouds are always dark before the lighting

She needs to be herself

If they hate then let ‘em hate, let ‘em say what they say

She needs a real man to be real with, stop being the pawn in their game

Boys will be boys, a player’s gonna play, but men don’t play that way

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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