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I loved his past soo much
I forgot about our future
I was so wrapped up in his words
I feared his actions
Whatever he told me became the new testament

Scorned Lover(s)

I hope when you're fucking her, it's me that you feel

I hope the scent of my body overpowers hers

I smile because the taste of her lips could never match mine

She doesn't scream as loud

Or bite as softly
I know you still call out my name in your mind

I wonder if she knows you like being kissed behind your earlobe

When she looks in your eyes 

I hope your love doesn't intensify

For you and I have had something that couldn't be replaced

You leaving me was a mistake

You see, you'll find out when you're fucking her, not me

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Worn out
Like an old pair of jeans
Her price tag has been eternally ripped off
With no sense in return
As she lay there
She feel the burn
The hurt
The unsucessful births
She regret the sexual activity
Accepting the fact that no one wants her
She brings pain to her wrists
As she cuts away the sorrow
She clench her fists
Worn out like an old pair of jeans
Lil Mama knows what it means

Midnight Marauder

Nude.

While the moon lights up her eyes.

Nipples to the sky.

Fingertips glide

Past her stomach

To her thighs

Singular sensations into the night

She arrives