

ShowerShe lay cold, naked, in the ceramic bathtub. The showerhead pelted water down onto her thinning body, curled in the fetal position. She lay there, with her head feeling the cold ceramic, and her long wet strands of hair the only covering over her little body. She lay there weeping. Her arms crossed, folded over each other, as she held herself, trying to calm her breaths. But her breaths got shorter. Harder to breathe. Feel faint and visions of blacking out. Her heart pounded faster inside her chest, she felt it pounding. Felt it trying to pound it’s way ouShower


Never Meant to BeWhy can’t I make you see just what your very existence meant to me?… The first time your sweet lips caressed my lips with your arm wrapped snug ‘round my waist… I never before thought that a man could do this to me… Make me feel like his Queen from that very first night, but now I see all of it was a waste. I wanted to be The One you loved…. The One you couldn’t stop thinking of… The One to hold you… The One to be yours… I wanted to be yours. My tiny heart is dieing… Without you, all the time… My sad, empty eyes can’t stop their crying… To know that nevermore cNever Meant to Be
Nice stuff... look forward to seeing more.
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With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung, I cant believe im dying with my song unsung, and if and when i die wont you bury me alone cause ill never get to heaven if im singing this song
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With a vest on my chest, a bullet in my lung, I cant believe im dying with my song unsung, and if and when i die wont you bury me alone cause ill never get to heaven if im singing this song
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