Another One Destroyed

I'm the queen of this castle and you're just an a*****e. I'm leaving and taking the back roads, don't follow me. I bent over backwards and rolled up your bad dope, and I don't even smoke. Your response to my paranoia was that I let my home girls plant ideas in my head like seeds, but you stay ignoring my needs, like I don't need oxygen to breathe. Your presence runs through my lungs. You're like nicotine. You're so good but you're bad for me. The masochist in me sometimes thinks pain is fun. In my defense I did tell you I like it rough. I like it rough. Something about tough love intrigues me, because nothing good in life comes easy. Sometimes I think you only love me because I make you cum easy. You've been easy to please, but I'm hard to reach. I would have let down my walls if you would have tried at all. I'm in love with the idea of you in my head. It's your potential I let in my bed. You're just a vessel for the person I'm expecting to arrive cause it makes sense in my mind. The dreamer in me see's the best in you but my subconscious knows you're a regular guy. so I think it's time I go because my patience is running low...

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[Poopewpachoo]

For some reason, I began rapping this in my head as I read. I don't know if it was because of the topic or because of the diction that you chose, but I rapped it as opposed to just reading it. That's probably a bit weird, though...

Anyway,
Good luck on the rest of your writing!

[Bailey Rae]

i love this.. good job(:..

[Kami]

I did the same thing as Poopewpachoo too- rapped it, as that is how it seemed to flow best. My take from it is that while we need Girl Power, sometimes we give up that power, maybe willingly sometimes and other times not so. I like the raw, grittiness. Thanks for sharing!