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Mar 2016
Let me be, or I'll explode
I'm not a possession to be sold
Don't enter my life
Thinking you can give me strife
Don't convince your self that I can't see
The way your trying to control me
Don't think your sweet pretty words
Will make my vision blurred
That I'll over look your snide remark
Or ignore the side of you that's dark
I'm not naive to you wicked thoughts
As you try to twist emotions up in knots
So don't walk away, run
Before I bring out my gun
And shoot you down
Like a rabid hound
And leave nothing to be found.
With a grin I'll bury you in the ground
Because you think your so hard to decode
But leave me be, before I explode!!!!
Pauline Morris
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Pauline Morris  51/F/Southern Illinois
(51/F/Southern Illinois)   
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