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Dani Davis

Dani Davis

My hearts a token

I’m lost for words,

Other then fuck this shit.

You are lost it seems,

I’m so not over this.

I’m chocking, heartbroken.

Not knowing, Its not showing!

Guess we’ll just have to wait and see?

What damage was really done to me.

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Cory Garcia

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Thighs and finding them with this… these hips that tell hella lies calves like baby calves was i a pretatory animal made up to run

You used to be my dream I would of gave everything To call you my partner In crime and in life I’d of given up all to be your wif…

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I smell your t shirt to calm my own mind thinking about you is ruining me its like working unpaid overtime I cant save you

All (part 2)- Audi tt

To the men i lost faith on over nu… To the mothers of your two babes n… I pity them for the lack of love y… I’m sorry to the ex fiancé who has… I lost so many good years on you a…

Love is a choice

When people ask me why i love you… reason explain the way you look at… reason going from even though he d… I love him because.... reasons how he dresses me when sor…

Cancerous selfishness

You grow so angry, grow so fierce. Course words, harsh words I don’t wanna hear. Telling me things i don’t care abo…

How hard is it To whisper While I sleep The love you hide Taken from me

Tell me You found somebody,,, Else’s body To love a little less? To give a little more!

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What would it take To make you wake And see I’m dying To make you pass me by As I’m crying reaching out hands…

I’m a women, this means no matter what my shape or size, I’ll never be happy. My body is a portrait of scars stretch marks and flabby bits, all of which have had or will have a purpose...

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Not a cash machine, not you personal loan scheme. I’m nice it seems, too nice for your plans your dream… So hold onto the photos of me on y…

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Sickly little lies, wrapping me in. You made me tongue tied, with your “minding”. Mixed up fixed up little world,

Snapping like a rubber band Broken frayed and not giving a dam… Wondering why the weigh is so heav… When all but myself have left me I’m so sick of the idealism that c…

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The bitter taste in my mouth The dryness of my throat The tears I fight back each night… The anger The pain

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Sitting staring always waiting, Hoping praying light still fading. Kisses on your chest, Slowly reach up to your neck. Hope now draining from your eyes a…

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