Them
“THEM”
the dirty piss shame on their
name. the clean, untouched
versions of the female become
less and less.
we’re wired to search for the
good and we hope to find one.
we hope one finds us.
we look to the stars as if a
map to these good women
exists. as if it’ll fall
from the sky.
as the whores find cock
inside this world, the purest
of women stay broken hearted
and wretchedly buoyant.
pure women are rare, they are
the reason the word woman
itself exists. there is
no confusion.
when you know a whore, you
know a whore. when you know a
woman, you know a woman. this
itself, will never change.
finding a pure woman is the
difference. loving a whore
only keeps their dour
existence current.
to the men: love a woman and
not a whore. love a whore and
you love the dross she’s
brought to you.
distinguish.
to those pure women out there
waiting to be loved, we know
you’re there. we wait until
the day we find you, ready to
love you the way a woman
should be loved.
By: Chicano Eddie
8-10-2016
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