Okay.tOOdles!
Mixed upYou’re going to hurt meMixed up
And I know But I don’t think I can blame you;
Id probably hurt me too.
It seems I’m worthless Almost invisible, but what do you expect from a
Whore.
I sell myself in candy-coated words,
Side way glances and cute little caresses
Meaningless words translated into prices
Ill sale myself to you, For a few words of love whispered in my ear
Hold me and act like you care,
Throw money in my face in the disguise of admiration I’m yours if you promise to pledge yourself to me Give me your soul; then take it ba
No name poemIm watching you creep past me Every sense of caution portrayed in your step, I follow you, tediouslyNo name poem
Mimicking your every step
Pushing my body to conform to your balanced stride
Holding my back upright, Pushing my body to deliever your mold
I can become you
Pulling my hair tight behind my ears,
Getting the same pretencious set in my lips
Speaking with the same seducing elegance
But yet, you discard me
Holding me up as an example "my horrible daughter" I could never become what you want me to be Im not as witty, not as beautiful....not as w
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*deeds cannot dream what dreams can do*
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[d i s a b l i n g security d evice]
Diminia
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thank you!
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I wish I was a mermaid.
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