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i took your **** and ran with it, went miles into distance while you constantly clinged to the past girl I'm tired of it. How am I suppose to get in if he still has the original and I was givin the spare key, I'm me and no where near him reason why you always keep runnin back lookin for a safe haven, but in reality sorry that ******** I ain't takin , must be mistaken, I'm havin you second all the time I made you first, like an unwelcomed tenet, or low rank lieutenant, I'm undermined, while hes underlined, made into a bold figure, but I stack real figures, and don't make you feel bitter like this ***** Just don't mention why you quiver , I know the reason why you internally bleedin , stress in ya eyes swollen from the cries in the night, it ain't right. but yet you fall back to him , then call me later? I gave you my words, last time was the last. So to bad if it didn't last, and both ends of the ties leave you to grieve and gravel on the gravel , yeah sit there and babble , yeah I ponder the river creeks for years now im off the love boat, I skidattled , faught the more fishes in the sea with broken paddle promise not to commit unless it was suicide or a contract with a person I don't trust after marriage and can't truly settle with. so the others who wanted me are shunned, and you ? Is of no concern to my conscience , my once brown poccahauntus who haunted my nights , and Asian moon cake who left with the wrong shake wen I coulda move mountain cause I was the real earthquake to shake the floor beneath you and let you see the plummit to a deeper meaning. Thank for leavin. Asmathic or not, I remain breathing. by Emmanuel Hernandez aka Linguist Musician aka Deep thought

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Dec 11, 2015

Dec 11, 2015 at 6:31 AM UTC

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i took your **** and ran with it, went miles into distance while you constantly clinged to the past girl I'm tired of it. How am I suppose to get in if he still has the original and I was givin the spare key, I'm me and no where near him reason why you always keep runnin back lookin for a safe haven, but in reality sorry that ******** I ain't takin , must be mistaken, I'm havin you second all the time I made you first, like an unwelcomed tenet, or low rank lieutenant, I'm undermined, while hes underlined, made into a bold figure, but I stack real figures, and don't make you feel bitter like this ***** Just don't mention why you quiver , I know the reason why you internally bleedin , stress in ya eyes swollen from the cries in the night, it ain't right. but yet you fall back to him , then call me later? I gave you my words, last time was the last. So to bad if it didn't last, and both ends of the ties leave you to grieve and gravel on the gravel , yeah sit there and babble , yeah I ponder the river creeks for years now im off the love boat, I skidattled , faught the more fishes in the sea with broken paddle promise not to commit unless it was suicide or a contract with a person I don't trust after marriage and can't truly settle with. so the others who wanted me are shunned, and you ? Is of no concern to my conscience , my once brown poccahauntus who haunted my nights , and Asian moon cake who left with the wrong shake wen I coulda move mountain cause I was the real earthquake to shake the floor beneath you and let you see the plummit to a deeper meaning. Thank for leavin. Asmathic or not, I remain breathing. by Emmanuel Hernandez aka Linguist Musician aka Deep thought