Chesney W.
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Becoming A Rebel ChildA Poem by Chesney W.Supposedly brought up 'good'. Learned right from wrong as I should. But this s**t's getting old. And my hearts growing cold. I hear a new voic.. |
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Creatures in the day.A Poem by Chesney W.Creatures in my head. Creatures under my bed. Creatures stirring at night. Creatures becoming a fright. Creatures running amuck. Creatures creati.. |
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Lonely and Sad.A Poem by Chesney W.Hid away from the world. Alone in all of her past thoughts. Lonely because of her presence. Dying without anyone. Screaming without a sound. Wa.. |
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The Story Of ThemA Story by Chesney W.The Girl. She grew up with her mom and her stepdad. She never knew of her birth father. She had a stepsister and she had a stepbrother. Her mother h.. |
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This good little girl.A Poem by Chesney W.This good little girl grew up with a good family. She was taught to do right, and never to fight. She had many friends in elementary. She was.. |
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Love everlasting.A Poem by Chesney W.Your touch, your feel. You make me want to know you better. Your hand in mine, the way they intertwine. This feels right. Your lips, just.. |
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"Life"A Poem by Chesney W.The pain is gone now. Temporarily, hopefully permanently. I'm new to this feeling. But, I love it. Not sure what it might be. But, it numbed .. |
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A Heart Of GlassA Poem by Chesney W.I'm so easily broken. And I let every little thing get to me. Fragile inside and out. I've been broke way too many times. I don't think it can.. |
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Crying myself to sleep...A Poem by Chesney W.Crying myself to sleep everynight. Waking up with a tear-stained pillow. Silently singing my prayers to God. Asking Him to make things better. .. |
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I bend, I don't break.A Poem by Chesney W.I bend, I don't break and I get shaped into unusual things. Sticks and stones get thrown my way all during night and all during day. Shoulders.. |
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