Talk To Me

Tellme why I feel like a slave, some times I wonder do he know  how he treat me. I feel that I could fall in a pit wih fire and he won't even know how I could I let myself flow ina world that is so cold. Some tme I feel that I can't let go.

I know and feel the pain that in me when am so cold, Why am feeding like am in this world all a long. Some times I really can't feel a dam thing because am in this space that could make me feel as if am buring with my soul trying to understand me like is like trying to find a man that is a real man.

I guess you know how that goes! lol! I have to be in a place where I can't feel the dark, so that my sun could for me.

                                                                                    Written By: Sabrina Stubbins

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