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Wynter Watkins Aug 2016
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bestfriends.
what the **** are they here for ?
to cry with , deny with , forget the past whatever's before ?
sometimes they try to lie and deceive.
never really know what to believe.
die trying to impress the wrong girl
the one to bring you up in a whirl
she's actually pushing you slowly away
she doesn't want you in her life
she doesn't want you to stay
she doesn't want the burden
of having you around
wish i was raised in another town
fights with her are worst , you see
she's replacing you as speak
the pain is killing you deeply in side
i should've hid
i shouldn't of had to hide.
Wynter Watkins Apr 2016
I miss the way I used to be.
Wynter Watkins Mar 2016
daddy , daddy
I can't breathe
the heat in this room is too extreme
what will the kids say about me
when they see these "bruises"
daddy , daddy
I'm crying now
there's so much pain , but somehow
I can't get enough , oh wow
more like pleasure , turn the page
this is what the "news" is
anger, pain, aggression
can't you get the message?
I want more please don't stop
I am your possession.
you own me, the way you move
your touch on my body is so smooth
from my neck and too my knees
the places that you love to squeeze.
I'll fall back , I'm like your art
mess me up and then restart
I'll let you know you're all mine
daddy, it's playtime .
Wynter Watkins Mar 2016
shhh.
turn off the lights.
no one will hear us, promise not to bite.
shhh.
the way you kiss my neck.
the pressure is building, I'm starting to sweat.
shhh.
keep your hands on me.
the lower you go the heavier I breathe.
shhh.
one more time.
this will be the ride of my life.
Wynter Watkins Mar 2016
razors on arms, and blood on the floor
there's simply nothing I'd want more
feet above ground ; neck around string
these were a few of my favorite things
tear stained face, mother's screams
can't forget fathers mood swings
the bruises that their fights bring
these were a few of my favorite things.
Your neck kisses bring me more
how my smile reflects yours
the way you make my heart spring
these are a few of my favorite things
the way my body fits on yours
you always have me wanting more
you'll be mine and I'll be yours
always singing out the door
the way you make my heart sing;
that is one of my favorite things.
Wynter Watkins Nov 2015
Today was the worst day ever, again.
And don't try to persuade me that
There's something good in everyday
because, when you look closer,
this world is a pretty evil place
even if
God shines through every now&then;
Satisfaction and happiness don't last
It's a lie that
it's all in the mind and heart.
because
true happiness can be obtained
when things around you are good
it's not true that good things are real
I'm sure you can agree that
Reality
creates
anger
it's out of my control
You'll never, ever, hear me say
Today was a good day.


( now Read is backwards)
I'm feeling a little.. exhausted today.
Wynter Watkins Oct 2015
Inside? She's a mess.
I mean she looks to you,
but what the heck .
I see through her, it's the truth.
Look at her shoulders...
how they're slouched ever so slightly
what a wreck..
that poor girl is trying too hard.
what do you do ?
Ask if she's okay, it might help..
but that's a shame
She'll clearly shut you out
The same lie,
makes her body shake and tremble,
But it's nothing compared to the memories she remembers.
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