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sonnaduke

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

2 poems·Since January 2018
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Crystal

January 9, 2018

She was the cause of his demise

When he looked her in the eyes, his blood began to rise

He knew she was the reason for his high

He never knew a girl could take him on such a joy ride

He couldn't wait for them to be as one

He looked at her and said "Lets have some fun"

That's when the night begun

She took him to places you only see on TV

He moaned and groaned this feels like exctasy

He began to sweat and shake as she took his body over

He started foaming at the mouth and then he rolled over

He asked "How could you do this? What is your name"

They call me Crystal and that's what happens when you shoot me in the vein

 

 

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