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Jun 2017
Hi,
My name is Haiven
And I'm a *****
But not your typical old school witch
I'm one of those people that intend to twist
One of those girls with a poisonous kiss.
I'm the one you will definitely miss.

But you won't. I can't tell
You sometimes wish I'd burn in hell.
Maybe even locked up in a old ***** cell

But hey look I'm unique
I won your heart can't you see?
I hold it in the palm of my hand and squeeze it as tight as I can.
But yet you won't break.
Aren't you tired of this ****** me?

Aren't you tired of loving me

Why aren't you tired?

You always tell me reasons why I'm not good enough....Without evening knowing it.

Why can't you accept me like I do you.
Can't you tell we are one of the same two?
Oh right we don't get along.
But why do you think I'm writing this poem?

I try to communicate but you end up turning me away. I may be crazy but who needs medication anyways

Oh that's right,me.. you remind me everyday.
Telling me how I need help.
And You tell me things might not work out.

But I just smile and I'll say "okay I'll do it for you." But if I ask anything the day will rue.

Sometimes i wish things will be the same..
Hopefully we are just playing games
Maybe one day we'll  both be sane.

Hi
My name is haiven
And I'm a *****
Haiven Oconnor
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