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Lover of mine, Of everyone You were like a spider & I was caught in your web. Not tight enough to be devoured But You hurt me As I birthed our sun I found my heart burning Tear ducts filling with every massage No longer pouring But once they were waterfalls I remember rainy days & reasonate them with The transitions Of positions As we laid in the bed we made & made love & made Malcolm I remember the rainy days As it rains today & wish I could have you this lifetime I dreamt of your demise At my hand I dreamt of your infidelity Priorly I asked The Most High Show me something. And she did. She told me I don't love you, You love me. I woke up bewildered After cutting the slutty gyal to cheese Unhealthy. I don't expect many to understand, For I still ponder on the messages relayed to me By the great wise ancestors I had let you go I had to let you go You'd have killed my spirit had I not cut our ties All my friends & all my family Had to keep reminding me why You put spells on me with your rod You fed me bloodied spaghetti & stories Figured I'd forget... But I didn't & I know your knowledgeable about The spirits Trying to play voodoo ****
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Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 11:28 PM UTC
Damballah
Lover of mine, Of everyone You were like a spider & I was caught in your web. Not tight enough to be devoured But You hurt me As I birthed our sun I found my heart burning Tear ducts filling with every massage No longer pouring But once they were waterfalls I remember rainy days & reasonate them with The transitions Of positions As we laid in the bed we made & made love & made Malcolm I remember the rainy days As it rains today & wish I could have you this lifetime I dreamt of your demise At my hand I dreamt of your infidelity Priorly I asked The Most High Show me something. And she did. She told me I don't love you, You love me. I woke up bewildered After cutting the slutty gyal to cheese Unhealthy. I don't expect many to understand, For I still ponder on the messages relayed to me By the great wise ancestors I had let you go I had to let you go You'd have killed my spirit had I not cut our ties All my friends & all my family Had to keep reminding me why You put spells on me with your rod You fed me bloodied spaghetti & stories Figured I'd forget... But I didn't & I know your knowledgeable about The spirits Trying to play voodoo ****
Maybe next lifetime...
venus-raquel
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Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 11:28 PM UTC
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