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so, she thinks she's going to break me
just because she slept in my bed

she has to do better
she's a bird of a feather
she enjoys me in bed

she's always knocking on my door
when i don't even ask

she's always waiting for me
and glad to see me

she always says she loves me
so who broke who
she's only a girl  
like a fish in the sea
just thow her back
so you can be free*

by the way, I love women
Fear from a lover
Fear of another
Fear of hate
Fear to hurt another

Things we fear
Things of Hurt
Things of change

For change of hope
Hope for change

These mysterious ways

Ways of fear
Ways of pain
They call it poetry

But I call it life
I was not always this way
Herion Addiction
For most of my life
But GOD has now saved me
Now I can live my life

GOD BLESS AND LOVE
i can be your pain killer
your dose of everyday madness

i'll be your luckey charm
you'll love my feelings in your arms

i'll bring you pleasure
along with saddness

You'll do things
you said you'll never do

I'll be your thoughts
I'm in your dreams

you'll feel the feelings
that you never felt

i'll guide you and coach you
without question

you'll forget your freinds
along with your loved ones

you loved my feelings
when you started

you've learned to hate me
Yet, can't let go

i'm your partner
you love me so

you've learned my selfish way
you've learned them well

life is now hard
exspecially with nothing

you wish for that last shot
to end it all
With the touch of her flesh

The sweat on the small of her back

The sent of her body

The looks she gives me

The ways she sighs

Within her eyes

With passions of Love
or is it
Passions of ***
As we grow we develop what’s called a train of thought.....
It’s something we never think about.....

Though in life were sometimes face with obstacles.....
Some bigger then others, but we easily get by.....

Some are so large, that we seem not to overcome them.....
But we do we brush them away....

There always on our minds, but we must move along.....
We somehow forget these obstacles and keep on going......

It these thoughts can stay clear for some time.......
Then were faced with new obstacles’ that bring up the past.....

We then decide what we have to do......
This can be very hard for most of us.....

We try and try then finally get by......
They always seem to be there, once we get past them.......

I hope they can be forgotten......
Sometimes they are just too large to forget......

But we must go on......
We can only see
This hand in front of us
In which we hold

It can grasp anger
It can hold love

Craddle it
Control it

Let it be
Bring dynamite to the fight

If you can't win

Life isn't fair
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