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cut them off, they're telling me to cut them off....but there's no switch for my feelings...... no click, click do away with your feelings.......I'm *cough* *sneeze* sick of these feelings.......I'm in pain like fingers pinch cause of feeling......drunk like two shots of henn that I'm feeling......seeking refuge & praying for healing.....knowing one day I'll lose this feeling

how do i explain/ this hollow feeling overtaking the space where my heart once rested/ never thought I'd feel such pain my trust and my love was in vain/ such a poor investment/ what i thought i felt i guess i didnt feel/ but oh how it felt so real/ the way my body shivered/ when you delivered/ my every hearts desire/ u set my soul on fire/ or was it just my imagination/ that had my tracing hearts around our name/ wishing your love would never change/ and here i am again back where i started/...

masked behind this smile/ lies a broken child/ beat down by society/ disowned byhis community his only refuge is poetry/ its a hard knock life and there ain't no love in the heart of the city/so he looks to me/ yearns for me to be/ his everything/ and so with my blank pages Ilove him tenderly/ love when his pen is stroking me/ I allow myself to be the canvas for his masterpiece/ engorge myself with happiness when he smiles at me/ u see/ we've become each others everything/ this is no infatuat...

after years of oppression/ I'm guessin/ ure still clueless to the fact that through my womb I bore life/ created the whole world in the blink of an eye/ yet I/ am constantly beaten and abused/ you my son have life and love miscinstrued/ verbally you attack me with usage of words that peirce my inner coer/ physically you use me as your personal whore/ and when ure through with me you throw me to the side/ and the pain i hide/ pick up the pieces and keep movin/ keep doin/ and acting/ like nothi...

dipped in hues/ of blacks and blues/ my canvas speaks of sorrow/ depicts frustration/ and desperation/ searching for a better tomorrow