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 Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 6:03 am
You, my whore
My little thief,
My lying friend,
My soul you keep.
You stole my mind
My body, my soul,
Took my heart
And me as whole.
Now you lay
Beside your man
Screw him sensless
Whenever you can
Tell him words
Once used on me
Tell me, whore,
What do they mean?
Was I just used
To dry your tears
To waste your time
To hold you near?
Be your plaything
While you wait
For the p***k
You know I hate?
Give me myself
I want to be free
I ask you now whore,
Please give me back me.
Nothing too interesting, just an idea I got
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 7:12 am
this is really well written.
im impressed.
dont tell me its about me??
love you
xx
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 4:21 am
That's bloody awesome Bec!!
I don't like poetry, but I love this!
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2007 7:35 am
Thanks guys, no its not about you my dear!!! smile
Im glad you liked it 3nodding
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