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As she is throwing me out..I shout..why

she cant seem to collect a thought

its clear she wants me gone..

1 year earlier I met her mom, engagement

heaven sent she was..like a drug..I was addicted.. 

my fist did what damage they could yet...it would not sufice 

her skin white like rice, her attitude frosty like ice,

Ill reach my right height someday,...maybe the next day...but this day she would say

DONT love ME...I couldnt understand why..

why do this now..its been years..I already love you

me you and kids the way it was suppose to be..see me and you are more than friends..

me and you are begining and end... my anger has roots..madness is the tree.. see...

be the things you said you would be not some whore.... my chores are the words..I wish  to say..

enduring you tomorrow leaves me with great sorrow...you never were one to follow...

than why lie..and tell me everything would be just fine....

I might as well die without you...standing like im encased in ice...right...I feel like ill die tonight.