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August 14, 2017August 15, 2017by Mecca_AmirahLeave a Comment

my first thought is you, when I open my eyes, alone in my bed. when you fuck her, I pray for your health, wrapped in my frustrations and jealousy, alone in my bed. It used to ache, the pain but I've learned how to live with it, bleeding profusely from a wound that has me [...]

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August 14, 2017August 14, 2017by Mecca_AmirahLeave a Comment

do you stay up late, thinking of me? wrapped up in your insecurities, why don't you abandon all doubt and just be, with me?🌙 @amateur_poet

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August 14, 2017by Mecca_AmirahLeave a Comment

you weren't made for mediocrity; not with me standing by your side, guiding you throughout time... @amateur_poet

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August 14, 2017by Mecca_AmirahLeave a Comment

you were never mine  and that is fine. but  before the stars fade  and the dawn wakes the  sky, am I not allowed to  think of you, wrapped in my  legs, your arms around my waist.... @amateur__poet

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August 14, 2017August 14, 2017by Mecca_AmirahLeave a Comment

<I hate when boys  hide their eyes  from me. If they only  looked up into mine, they would see,  not scorn, not distaste,  but a kindred soul,  who knows how much it hurts,  to be loving in a world d esigned to hate...> @amateur_poet