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A Love  That Kills

A Love That Kills

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Nov 17, 2015
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Action and Thriller
Blue jeans. White shirt. Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn. Big dreams gangster. Said you had to leave to start your life over. I was like no please, stay here, we don't need no money we can make all work. But he headed out on Sunday said he come home Monday. I stayed up waiting, anticipating and pacing. But he was chasing paper, caught up in the game that was the last I heard.
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"How are you supposed to keep your man with your hair in that mess, Tamia?" "And has your hair been looking like that all week?" She went on talking about my hair now, considering it was blown-out instead of well kept, hot combed and straightened the way that she liked. "No, mama." I dragged, annoyed completely now with all of my peace gone in this moment. "I just got out of the shower and I just finished washing and blow-drying my hair." "I'm going to hot comb it and then flat iron it when I'm finished doing my skincare." "Yasin's not going to be home until tomorrow probably anyway." I threw in there but of course she wouldn't chastise him about why and where.

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