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She Is A *****
Contributed by
frmpoison2static
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Monday, 10th April 2006 @ 11:21:43 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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She is a whore, only looking to score.
I am on the floor, wanting more.
What the hell do you take me for?
Knock on the door, but you are probably on the floor.
Add another point to your score.
Nobody is calling, I must be falling.
But I am stalling, waiting for you darling.
Shining light is too much to take, in the day time.
But I will find no comfort in mind.
You were a horrible find.
You have committed a crime.
You crossed the line.
You took what was once mine.
The windows will frost, and I will be inside.
If I died, at least I went with pride.
Hide, away from me, it is how it has to be.
Now I am free, but with nothing to see.
So will flee, to be away from here.
It is out of fear, I am in the clear.
But now I am here, fear is oh so clear.
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