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Jul 2013
Foes only call me when they need me, but you see.. You dont know the real me in reality. What you think is love aint love, I showed all I can show, but you never received the real love like I portrayed, the knowledge I threw at you was basically right in your face, nicely laid. Laid out for you to know it all but I see I can't trust you or anyone else with the ball. Im ahead in the game but you already knew that..  and you knew I could tell you was a bit maybe even a lil scurd. I got da power to see thru your coinsence, so think thrice before you come at me with some nonsense. I never used your weaknesses against you, memories that cause souls to weep. You call me strong, you call me weak, but your secrets I know I keep. I'm a lion & you are my sheep. I consume you so watch what tha ******* eat.
Black and grey envious ways, why do people seem to grieve so hard these days?
Written by
Alyssa Taylor Navarre  Cypress Texas
(Cypress Texas)   
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