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26-02-05, 10:30 AM
Women are meant to nurture but all I do is exhaust
Walk around lonely, do as im forced.
But then again,whose forcing me?
im meant 2 be set free,
But I walk around empty like dis is ma future,this Is my destiny.
Maybe it is, god willing it isn’t.
I listen to heartfelt beats,that drum along ma fingers,down 2 my toes.
Music that stirs ma soul,music that takes control an never loosens its hold.
But does it aid?,if not what does?, would love?
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I miss him, wish to kiss him, hold him , show him.
Show him how much I can take, how much I can give, how much I wanna live.
For him, for myself, share my wealth, maintain both our healths.
Were not ideal, but I feel something is real.
People don’t understand, that I need him as my man.
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