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When You've Took Away All My Will Power

{When You've Took Away All My Will Power}

 

 

 

When you've took away

all of my will power as a 

human being and as a

woman as well I have 

lost my dignity I feel 

ashamed of myself

constantly I feel like that

I have to hide my real

self and I have to hide

my face and my body

from everyone because

I might not meet their

standards and that you

migh...

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Just So Sick

{Just So Sick}


I'm so sick of 
being so tired 
of being so weak 
all of the time 
due to my 
illness and 
sickness but I 
hope and pray 
it will get 
better for me 
but I honestly 
don't know if 
it ever will 

 

©Tina Glover All Rights Reserved/One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer 2017 but posting here on February 21,2018 

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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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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #18 {He Just Don't Realize That I Still Care}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #18} {He Just Don't Realize That I Still Care} 

 

 

 

He treats me like

I never really even

existed to him even

when I did `n` now wish

I didn't exist to him

but in his reality I 

don't or never did but

I still do care though

 

 

 

`n` he doesn't care about

me or never really did 

because if he did he

would at...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #6 {His Rhythm}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #6} {His Rhythm} 

 

 

 

His rhythm of

his songs played

like the sickest

twisted dead of a

deafening whistling 

whisper's through

the cold northern

lights that only

the animals could

hear that kept

them howling

by the bay from the

amusement of his

meaningless song

that continues to

play his sickened

twist...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #4 {No More Love Here}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #4} {No More Love Here} 

 

 

 

No more love here 

No more time for

you here 

No more loyalty

here for you

No more of my

valuable time for

you 

No more hearing

my say I love you

too 

No more of me

holding you tight

all night because

that's now long

gone `n` so

through

No more of me

having to listen

...

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We Stand Army Strong

{We Stand Army Strong} 

 

 

We stand under the American flag with us being stronger than before because we are united and Army Strong 

 

But when thing's gets dicey outside around us we pick ourselves back up two by two while filing out of the doorway two by two with our weapons in our hands with our military brother's and sister's standing strong by our side even while we may be un...

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I Will Not Let You Beat Me Down

{I Will Not Let You Beat Me Down} 

 

 

Darling I won't

let you beat me

down and it's

high time that

this cowgirl 

picks herself back

up off of the

ground and get

to moving on

down the long

lonesome road as

I kick the hell

out them blues

you have got me

going through

and now it's time

to forget all 

about you 

little

darling 

 

...

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No Guarantees

{No Guarantees}

 

 

 

There's no guarantees

that you actually ever

loved me at all




And 




There's no guarantees

that you was even

worth my tears over

these year's 




And I'm not gonna cry

and I sure as hell ain't

gonna shed no more

tears for you since

you left me to be with

her and tore my world

apart while breaking and

wreckin...

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My Forever Sleeping ? Angel Daughter Lily

{My Forever Sleeping ? Angel Daughter Lily}

 

 

My forever sleeping angel daughter Lily as her eyes became to heavy to hold open any longer because she heard Jesus calling her home so she cried out one last time and took one big gasp of air into her tiny lungs and then she was gone and now me or her daddy's life isn't never gonna be the same because we don't have beautiful our little Lily...

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She's Trying

{She's Trying}

 



She's trying to forget: 
 



She's trying truly to

force herself to

forget about the

conversations

between them

 



She's trying so hard

to forget his voice 




She's trying to forget

how he made her laugh

even though she felt like

she's was dying on

the inside 




She's trying to forget

all the beautiful

romance...

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The Awaited Love Of A Lifetime

{The Awaited Love Of A Lifetime}

 

 


This shy girl awaited

for the love of her

lifetime to come a

long into her lonely

life that made this 

delicate ? rose

stays so closed off

to the outside world

around her and even

more so to men

because the way she

has been hurt before

so she closed the 

doors for finding her 

love of a lifetime and

she me...

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She Misses Him Badly

{She Misses Him Badly}

 

 

They shared something

so beautiful and something

so deep and true but that

was so truthful lustful love

affair ended to soon because

he didn't believe her so she

went on her way no matter

how much she cared or loved

him and so much she wanted

to stay but she knew that

they would only hurt each

other in the end and they

did bec...

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I'm About To Lose My Mind

{I'm About To Lose My Mind} 

 

 

I'm about ready

to lose my cotton

picken mind  

 

 

because the same

pain each day when

I open my eyes

is about ready to

drive this

woman totally insane 

 

 

because the throbbing,

aching, blurred 

vision, sensitivity

to light and 

​​​​​​sounds along with

the headache on top

of a bad migraine headach...

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The Pain

{The Pain} 

 

There is pain in my? heart that always hurts so deep that it never departs from my aching? heart 

 

 

And it's the pain of us being apart 

 

 

A bad pain of our two heart's being so broken and torn apart 

 

 

That never makes it's final departure 

 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover 12/01/2017 all rights reserved

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I Did Once Love Him

{I Did Once Love Him} 

 

It seems like a million year's ago now that I did love him but the everescents of his memory lingers with me today the ? heartache never seems to disappear from my world as this isn't what I expected in the end but I guess it wasn't never a guaranteed any more than he gave me which was nothing but endless heartaches and in the end it was a bad hurtful dream that is s...

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