There is no Pressure

November 29, 2011
There is no Pressure
She Did It On Her Own.
Fine Guys Were Like Wine Placed
Upon Her Thrown.

She Thought He Was The One,
But He Just a Young Blood
a Cat From a Bag
He's Just New To The Hood.
Forget The Love It Wasn't a
Reason 'Making This Love'
But It Was a Overdose And He
Didn't Want To Stop.
Blood Dripped And tears Cripped
Down Her Skin
Only Because he Was On Top.





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firewithdoves said...
Apr. 17, 2012 at 5:40 pm

Amazing, I really love the phrasing and rawness/perspective

 

 
The_Real_ArielNever_Died replied...
Apr. 23, 2012 at 12:58 pm
Thank you.
 
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