amalia: Poems

Aug 2014 · 377

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amalia Aug 2014

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I wish that youre a doormat,
Laying thr waiting for me to come home.

No matter what **** im gonna wipe on,
Youre gonna wait for me.

Aug 2014 · 312

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amalia Aug 2014

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Are you the kind who yells timber everytime the **** ******* isnt kind to jane's knees?

Aug 2014 · 267

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amalia Aug 2014

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someday i'll ran out of music to listen to and your soft snores will be on repeat