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I ripped my heart out
then put it on your silver platter
and all you can say is
“ I’ll text you later .”
I guess this is how heartbreak goes for some people.
I posses a lust
For things I know
Should never ever be
I hide these feeling
Beneath my smile
As my shameful
Demons flee

I'm sure at this time
You have your doubts
That's why
I wouldn't ever
Want to be found out

  Unlike the man
In the trench coat
I take a completely
Different approach
And so...
This is all that
I'll expose
A shadow of
My lustful soul
.............................
Traveler Tim

It was just a creative rhyme
Yet I get that look
Every time!!!
You reached your hand
Out to me
Reluctantly
I opened my heart
To give you support
Wow, was I a fool
To think you wanted to
Restart
Restart your life
Turn a new page
**** I’m the idiot
To think your over
That faze
You went to AA
Because you “were “ an addict
Yes (were) no wait
YOU ARE an ADDICT
Lie to my face
You are a disgrace
We smelled the ****
You can not lie
Oh look, your falling back into your old life
Don’t tell me that your sober anymore
Your sobriety is over
Whenever I look at you
All I see is a walking “drugstore”
A little girl
has two apples in her hands.
"Can I have one, sweetie?" her mother
asked. The girl looked at the two apples
in her hands and took a bite out of both
of them. The mother tried to hide her
disappointment of what her daughter
had just done. The little girl looks
up at her mother and hands
her one of the apples.

"Here mommy,"
she says,
"This one is sweeter
."
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