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My name is Life. I live under a bridge. I eat from the dustbins. I'm always asking for money. I stand by the robots. I'm always asking for food from every car that passes.
By Gloria Penelope3 months ago in Poets
Simply say yes. But don't let him! Don't let him have early access to your pants. Examine him. His affection for you. His love for you needs to be proven.
I agree with you. I dwell with you. I control your ideas. I am able to dominate you. What exactly am I? I'm your heart.
I need you today. I need you tonight. I need you now. not tomorrow just today. Please come over. Come and give it to me.
People just like me. They take advantage of me. They became lovers, thanks to me. They are making love because of me. They loathe each other because of me.
Noise started We both exchanged words. It was just a simple argument. But we made noise. He needed it. i denied He asked again.
It's Okay, It's okay to break into tears. Life is about strength. You might have. A strong personality. But It doesn't determine that you are okay.
He is married. He is a married man. Nevertheless, he is here. He is looking for something I cannot give him. Something I can't deliver.
When the sun rises. You'll be under the light. Just like being beneath the moonlight. When the sun rises. Your life will get better.
Are you pleased? Were you glad? Will you be pleased? How do you become happy? Ask yourself; What makes you happy?
I'm a writer. Do you know what I could do? Do you understand what I am capable of? Are you aware? I am an author. I am who I am.
Cold, rainy season. It was raining heavily outside. There was a strong wind blowing outside. Early in the morning. During the weekend
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