OUT THE DOORA Poem by RENEEHurt so badThere peace in me. You think I am so sweet. How can that be me. And I always want to be free. If ain't you and me. I roll on the floor. All most out the door. Then you push me some more. And I want have know were to go. Buy me a drink at the liquid store. I saw my friend. How can this be the end. Then I have twin. Who going to win. How they going to start this again. Because it's peace in me. There know end. Nobody going to win.
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Added on March 20, 2017 Last Updated on March 20, 2017 AuthorRENEEst.louis, MOAboutI love to write, draw,crochet and make dolls. and I hope I get a change to be a book writer more..Writing
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