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Let These Boot's Do The Walking

{Let These Boot's Do The Walking} 

 

 

Little darling you

have walked all

over my ?

heart for it seems

to be like a

million year's or

more now and 

now it's high

time for these

boots to do the

walking all 

over your ?

heart and face

and then before

I am done I

will stomp your

? heart and

face into this

dang southern

ground that I

...

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I'm About To Lose My Mind

{I'm About To Lose My Mind} 

 

 

I'm about ready

to lose my cotton

picken mind  

 

 

because the same

pain each day when

I open my eyes

is about ready to

drive this

woman totally insane 

 

 

because the throbbing,

aching, blurred 

vision, sensitivity

to light and 

​​​​​​sounds along with

the headache on top

of a bad migraine headach...

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What We Deserve

{What We Deserve}

 

 

You hurt me more than what I did deserve

 

 

Because I loved you more than what you deserved 

 

 

And one day soon someone will pay you back the same way you done me

 

 

 

Because that's what you will definitely deserve 

 

 

 

©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover 12/01/2017 all rights reserved 

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I Run Away From You

{I Run Away From You}

 

I run far away from you these day's because it hurts me to even exist anymore without you but you don't or care about that shit do you no you don't 

 

 

But if it was the other way around you would have been long gone a million year's ago 

 

 

​​​​​​But now I'm always running non~stop because the hurt of not having you is more than my ? heart is will...

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