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LOVE ON PALTALK

By Miriam –Magda Watts

Your tonight
Is my tomorrow.
Your joy
Is my sorrow.
Love on Paltalk is forever,
But after a few days, you don't even remember his name.
So you take a nickname, maybe in blue,
And you go on searching, fishing for a new love.
And hope... Oh maybe this day will bring you some sunshine
Or happiness in your dull, gray life.
Then you hear a voice reciting poems.
Mm-maybe, this is the one?
Where are you from? How old are you? Are you married?
And you believe everything he says
Because you want to believe it.
It is so heartwarming to talk to him...
It is like foreplay...
The compliments, the painted roses...
He is saying the right words that you are so hungry for.
Now you are exchanging pictures.
Oh my, he is so good looking...
But he forgot to mention that the pics was taken 15 years ago
When he still had his thick curly hair.
He forgot to say that his head today looks like a baby’s ass, and the hair that was on his head before is now on his chest and shoulder.
And on his lanky slim body a beer-belly is growing.
And he forgot to say anything about his hernia,
The alimony to the two women,
The visiting hours with his children.
Everything is pushed aside,
And what you see is a dream of a man...
But you too lady!!!!!
You forget to mention that the shiny beautiful hair color
Is coming from a bottle; Revlon, or Rubinstein.
How about the lines in your face?
Do you show him?
And what about your big ass that’s growing,
Because day and night you sit before this box?
And you dance around it, like they did
With the golden calf in the Bible!
How about the legs that have to be shaven,
And how do you look in the morning with just a few hours sleep?
If he could see you now...
But Alas,,,
You are the beautiful woman;
Wise, sexy, clever,
Who can imagine the dirty dishes?
The dog poops?
The dirty floor????
Oh no no , !!!!
You just go around with a smile on your face
And forget about everything,
Just dreaming about HIM, day and night dreams,
And the night is so long; you want to wake up,
Run to the computer, to see him again...
And then you run to the epr (English practice room)
With a different nickname so you can play, and spy, and see......
And you find THE PRINCE is flirting with another...
Saying the same words to her
Sending the same painted roses
Like he had done yesterday with you;
Even buying her a blue name
With the thought that for a few dollars, he can buy her youth.
And then you feel your heart is breaking in a thousand pieces; the sky comes crashing down on your head.
The smile disappears from your face and life.
But you try to stand up after every crash, because you are a survivor, and the show must go on.
And oops, a new voice is on the MICR,
It is so promising.
Then you e is alsosigh, ‘oh you sound so good!’
Then he PMs you, because h hungry for compliments.
And the carnival in Biloo’s epr can begin again.

Dec. 17, 2002

YOU WERE ASKING ME IF I STILL LOVE YOU

Here is my answer.
The night of yesterday so full with nightmare and unsleeping hours, I was so sick, that I said, if HE is coming again, I let myself lift up in his arms,
I didn't want to fight anymore. Then your sweet face came in my vision, and I said hey hold on, not now.
You see, I am not afraid from Him, with the years we became friends
When I was 15 the day we arrived to Auschwitz, for Him was very natural that I follow my family in the Death, but I was pleading him hey babe let me go, I want to see how its look to be free again.
He laughed and said ok kiddo tries your luck.
And this year I was in the hell and back a few times, when he looked at me, and said NOW? I said no no I have to fight for my sister to keep her in life.
Then when the year finished, he came looked at me only a packet of bones with big green eyes, And He said now is the time.
I begged him, look at me, for what did I fight so hard, to give it up now?
Hey darling (I talk to him like I talk with our Hacker lol)
I want to be a child again, a young girl, a teenager, I want to see my body to develop to be a woman,
I want romance I want to go dancing, I want to hold hands in the movie, I want my first kiss, but not from you.
He smiled and said ok, if you think you can do it, you are a hard cookie go and try.
Then all the years with an unbalanced husband, now to fight for my children life, till he is gone,
I was left alone a woman with a few jobs, to be a mother a father and to make money to put food on the table.
HE did visit me many times, and asked me, NOW do you need me?
I shoo HIM away, because I was always hoping for the good time.
In these two years I know you, he looked in my windows because I was sick again and again.
But before yesterday night it was “Badland” I reach out my hand to take his, but but but then I say
OMG I had husbands, lovers, all of them were liars, cheaters,
Now I did find the one, I was looking in all my life,
He loves me as I love him, and I love him because he loves in me, what nobody was looking for,
We are so different in age, in time, in country, in everything,
But I never meet anybody who can understand me, even if I am not talking.
We are on the same level (of course he is more intelligent)
But I am wiser because I am older. And we are like ( ) ()
So I told him my never ending love story with you,
He said ok sweetie, you had a shity life enjoy this little bit sunshine what you and Geoffrey have,
I will wait till you call on me.
But my love, even one day I go, don’t forget my soul will be always with you, he takes only my tired broken body, but my spirit will go on to live in you, so long there are people who loved me and remember me, I will be not dead.
This was my answer of your question
If I still love you
So what do you think?

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