You Don't Have to be Blonde to be a W***eA Poem by Life Inside Death
It’s hard to keep going Always a suspicious mind I wish I could trust you But I’ve dealt with your kind Like stepping through quicksand You drag me so low It’s time for a confession I need to know. I get the feeling that there’s something else that’s going on. I pray to God that my natural instincts are telling me wrong. Where did you go? Why are you late? Was he better than me So you skipped out on our date? Always watching my back The walls are closing in Just tell me the truth And rip my heart from within I know that you and I are both better than filthy cheaters. I only hope that in the end I’ll be the one who gets to keep her. My body’s in pain Stop playing this games You are the love of my life. © 2008 Life Inside DeathReviews
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6 Reviews Added on February 18, 2008 Last Updated on April 22, 2008 AuthorLife Inside DeathCincinnati, OHAboutMy name's Shane Hatfield..made the top 5 in the nation at skillsUSA for design :] But I can write too! I've got mostly all my old stuff on here (except the novel) so i guess im satisfied...i guess i.. more..Writing
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