I will be so damned if I say am done living by the bottle, got those beautiful lies buttoned through my head like a turtle, I feel her pain every morning though we don’t share, I cry for her broken heart every night though it seems like I don’t care, I live her loneliness though this expression is rare, past the skies I render these words to my unborn daughter with hope love will still be there, a little tighter cramp the one’s near, your hand is small you can’t reach your dreams sooner and when love comes your way, treat it like a bumpy fairytale, learn from it and when your emotions get crashed, gather the torn pieces with pride for men who take girls for a ride on a steep slope of sour emotions, fruitless promises and heartbreaks are DOGS!!!
Posted on: Thu, 14 Aug 2014 08:11:44 +0000
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