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Anuel Nd

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

15 poems·Since July 2015
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CONFESSIONS - THE GOLD DIGGER

July 30, 2015
I have a confession, My name is not mine, My age is nt mine, I have lived a life of lies, I know not who I am. I have no job, I'm just a con, a woman with no soul Only with a tongue, I plan during the day I attack at night, all to make what you have to be all mine. I have no house not even a car, I still stay with my parents and drive their cars, I'm not through with school so I'm unemployed, I lied to you, just to make you mine. I like to party, I like to drink, I also smoke just to help me think, you don't like it? Well I don't care, I'm only with you just to take your wealth. This is my confession, I am sorry I meant no harm, I never felt I would fall for you so hard, but now I have to go, so I'll just leave and let you have your home.
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