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Jan 2015
Add tonight to the list of anxious nights
Short breaths and dim lights
Doctor prescribed some pills to pop
Finished those
but my feelings r still scattered round the floor
You're the poison that's killing me
And I'm the one on my knees
You sweet honey bee
You **** my blood and act like we-
Are just perfectly fine
Like what you did didn't put my love for you on the line
I hide like we are good as fine wine
But I'm tired
Of your love being expired
But there was no notice, no date, no year
I'm no ******* Shakespeare
But I ask that you at least respect me
And stop acting like you never ******* wrecked me.
Michelle Fuentes
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Michelle Fuentes
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