Why Do IA Poem by Jaspar
Feed her to the sharks at the lions gate.
Float the b***h or burn her at the stake. Remember the love but feel the hate. She played you make no mistake. Why-do-I always feel the heat. Always the one crying at your feet. My stomach is a fist clenched tight. Brand the b***h and bleed her slow. Bury her and let her go. I can't care anymore. I don't care anymore. Why-do-I always care more. Pathetic puddle on the floor. The one left holding on. But no more, I'm f*****g gone. -Jaspar
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9 Reviews Added on October 27, 2015 Last Updated on October 29, 2015 AuthorJasparPort Colborne, Ontario, CanadaAboutHello Hello! I'm Jaspar. I'm into writing, music and art in general. I just though it would be cool to put some of my writings online to share with and interact with other like minded individuals. So .. more..Writing
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