PaperA Poem by ElisamPaper I’ll cut your f*****g head off with a knife if you come near me I don’t go near her. I’ve never gone near her. She thinks I cut her in her sleep. She’ll kiss me later and tell me she loves me. It’s ok. Walking around with her tits and her arse hanging out. Throwing her coffee around then cleaning it up, throwing her coffee around and cleaning it up again. People say she’s a junkie w***e, she’s
not.
Even if she was it’d be all the same to me. © 2015 ElisamReviews
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Added on February 19, 2013Last Updated on December 5, 2015 AuthorRelated WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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