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HURRICANE OF HURTS
Hate holds hard onto my heart
He has horrible hang ups
that harm my happiness
Hence my world was hindered
---
A husband he is not
but he is hot
If I could hire
a hit man
and hide
from the heat
It would be helpful
tho harsh
So I hesitate
---
I could not handle
his habbits
You reap what you harvest
My head is hazy
it needs a holiday
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Friday 13th January 2017 8:25 pm
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