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I've been at it for weeks, but you never see. Because I don't let you. But maybe it's time, for you to see it all. Then write your review. If you saw, what I see each day.
Constantly staring at my face, Like it's this huge disgrace. You judge me like a stupid old book, Never getting a chance to really look.
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Why cant you see past the pretty face.
Why are we never happy with what we've got and what we were given. Sometimes we have a real natural beauty but we keep it hidden... Some people are a little overweight and want to get thinner.
To find a true lover, But love gets tougher, Hard to find the true sort, Easy to get the fake stuff taught, The games being played at night, Muddles up the mind, By thinking your love is true, But...
I come from a place nobody knows. A little secluded villiage where nobody goes. Just a small town simple girl. With a new story opening up thats about to unfurl. A new adventure is on it's way.
So you're jealous. So you make it hell for us. What happened to trust. Or was it all pure lust. Sit with me and watch the dust. As it drifts and collects over this picture frame.
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I'm so far gone, I can do this on my own Please leave me alone Im screaming down the phone My house is not a home, What the hell is going on Where did it go wrong.
For @Nom To take hold of a forbidden soul, The devil may tell a pretty lie, All 200,000ish groups of letters, Can easily be false and misapplied, The great question; Fiction or fact.
#household Tender fingers picked apart my mind, It unravelled in your hands so kind, Chestnut eyes examined me all, Now you know me, and still stand tall, Forever next to me and happy, (Even when...
Love lost, Love found, Love sings, No sound, A smile, A glance, As you, Go past, Heart flutters, Soul sings, Flying, Angel wings, Can't help but, Stare, Knowing, You're there, Brush past you, In...
My name is Becky Bevan I'm thirteen years old. Loquacious and smart, Good as gold. I don't rebel at school I keep my head down. Okay, I talk a fair bit.
#household Thick, laced and red, Beckoning to my head, In a bowl, mug or glass, Temptation comes, I feel it swirl and mass, So sweet it will taste, Yet I should leave, And run without haste, Can't...
Side by side, Or miles apart, Best friends are always there, Close to your heart. <3.
I climb up to my tree-top canopy,. Open the leaves, reveal the stars to me,. The wolf pack howls in the dusk,. As the wind carries discarded fairy-dust,. The moonlight tickles my features,.
I wake up, look in the mirror. I see a tiny error The image staring back couldn't be any clearer Desperately seeking perfection Not knowing its in my reflection.
I just got home from a hard day's work. The dog has gone absolutely bloody biserk. I don't fancy writing tonight, I'm far to tired. But if you want me to read. Consider me hired!.
I like to sit up at night,. To read, listen and write,. I actually have been known to howl,. Cause secretly I'm a wolfie-night-owl,. But then I can do early,. Though I can turn a bit girlie,.
Is your life changing quicker than a womans mind. So many options to take or none at all, just take what you can find. Smile and stick your middle finger up as the rest of the world crashes.
Please can I get that colour floor It's only £3489 and a tiny bit more. Please can I get that bike It's only $2999 and I'm only a little tike.
My company, my one true friend. Never to you would I need to pretend. My rock, my comfortable pillow. We'd fall asleep, together and slow. My smile, my laugh of the day. How I wonder what you'd say.
If I was rich, I'd probably be a bitch, It's a stereotype that doesn't switch, It's like it's some kind if glitch.