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For years I have belonged to you, Obeyed every command. Although you beat me black & blue, We walked life hand in hand.... To you, I was just a loyal slave, You grabbed my broken heart You wanted me down in my grave, You are deviously smart.... I saw it that you were my all, Sir smack and captain crack, you laughed each time that I did fall, And you still try to attack! You stole my morals, drained my life, Worse was I lost my child. You caused me so much pain and strife You made me ferrel and wild! I don't fear death, I've been to hell, Many times you dragged me down. This time'll be different you would tell, Give me more white & brown. The depths of which I'd go for you, Were nasty, ***** bad. But I thought that our love was true But now I see how sad! I did blame you but now I see, How I was very wrong, Infact you are a part of me, Was blinded for so long. So now I'm armed up to the teeth, Though you'll always be there, Testing me, festering beneath But you had better beware.... Coz to the surface you may pop, Every now and then, But I ave a big **** axe, To give your head the chop! Kate Longshaw **
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Feb 14, 2019
Feb 14, 2019 at 5:06 PM UTC
To beat addiction is purely fiction
For years I have belonged to you, Obeyed every command. Although you beat me black & blue, We walked life hand in hand.... To you, I was just a loyal slave, You grabbed my broken heart You wanted me down in my grave, You are deviously smart.... I saw it that you were my all, Sir smack and captain crack, you laughed each time that I did fall, And you still try to attack! You stole my morals, drained my life, Worse was I lost my child. You caused me so much pain and strife You made me ferrel and wild! I don't fear death, I've been to hell, Many times you dragged me down. This time'll be different you would tell, Give me more white & brown. The depths of which I'd go for you, Were nasty, ***** bad. But I thought that our love was true But now I see how sad! I did blame you but now I see, How I was very wrong, Infact you are a part of me, Was blinded for so long. So now I'm armed up to the teeth, Though you'll always be there, Testing me, festering beneath But you had better beware.... Coz to the surface you may pop, Every now and then, But I ave a big **** axe, To give your head the chop! Kate Longshaw **
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Feb 14, 2019
Feb 14, 2019 at 5:06 PM UTC
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