You make me feel like a bad idea
A toxic b***h that you cannot bear
Yeah, I'm wild but I'm also dear
A priceless treasure that does more for rear
You wrong, oh, you wrong
And they're lined up for me in a throng
Why you make me feel like a thorn?
Like a pestering female coming on too strong?
I've had enough and I know my worth
I've packed my bags and I'm moving south
Not coming back again till I am sought
I'll seal up my love for you in a pouch
Like smoke, I'm intoxicating
I've been all up in your lungs, I'll leave you begging
Don't call back my phone pestering
Cos you went seeking replacements 'n found nothing
There's so much loving in this world for me
I'm giving up all that made me cry myself to sleep
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I Could Love Me- ICLM
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DARK POETRY
ParanormalDark Poetry" wasn't written for views, reads or attention. The contents of this book are purely experiences and hidden thoughts, desires and emotions of the writer that could never have been made public. It is a bare expression of real poetic edge a...
