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Why~Why Did I

{Why~Why Did I} 

 

 

Why did I love you
Why did I care for you so much
Why did I you break my heart into for 
Why did you promise me the world and to be your  forever queen and all I got was these washed out bull shit lies and dreams from you that rings out loud inside of my head that I wish was freaking dead 
Why~Why did I 
Why did you leave me in this unforgettable heartache to dro...

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I'll Bet You'll Start Loving Me?

{I'll Bet You'll Start Loving Me?}

 

 


One day I'll bet you'll 

start loving me when I

start loving someone 

else which isn't you 

 

 

But you had that

chance but you chose

someone else to love

besides me 

 

 

One day I'll bet you'll 

start  loving me when 

you see I am better

without you 

 

 

But you chose her

and not me 

 

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Erotic Naughty Poems

(Eroitc Naughty Poems)

 

 

 

He walks in from work with his shirt draping off his rock hard body that has me looking straight at him in his eyes while locking on with his eyes then I start to twist and bitting my tongue and lips while licking them wanting to taste his body on my lips and you can't take it anymore I get up walking over to him while doing a sexy stripper walk dance while...

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Erotic Naughty Girl Poem

{Eroitc Naughty Girl Poem} 

 

 

Chain me up and put a collar around my neck and then you command me to sit down on my plumped ass and then you are telling me to follow you and then you are telling me to beg you for harder punishment like a dog and then you are yanking on my chain and then you are telling me to climb up on the bed and then pulling out the leather whip then you spank my ass...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #50 (Havana)

Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #50 (Havana)

 

 

My heart is hurting because I left something extra special behind in beautiful Havana 

 

 

 

​​​​​​He was a tall tan skinned man that was a tall glass of water that kept thrusting for him day and night and I think I am about ready to lose my mind because of that man in Havana 

 

 

And as I need and want Havana to appe...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #49 (Doobie-Doobie)

Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #49 (Doobie-Doobie) 

 

 

 


(Doobie-Doobie)


When the doobie-doobie drugs don't work any more girl you are just a fool if you think love don't hurt because hot damn it does that's why one more blow to sniff until I cannot breathe 




And when the doobie-doobie-doobie don't work any more as one more sniff and one more puff and popping one mor...

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I Run Away From You

{I Run Away From You}

 

I run far away from you these day's because it hurts me to even exist anymore without you but you don't or care about that shit do you no you don't 

 

 

But if it was the other way around you would have been long gone a million year's ago 

 

 

​​​​​​But now I'm always running non~stop because the hurt of not having you is more than my ? heart is will...

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Popping Pills

{Popping Pills}

 

A bad habit of popping pills like that old tapped out addict that is looking for their next fix like a cocaine rockstar on their best high of their life 

 

But when they come down off of that rockstar high then reality set's in then they withdraw from friend's and their family while trying to hide their pill popping addiction 

 

But now they cannot do it anymore...

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