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A Love Letter
By: Chemere L. Smith
Dear love,
Sweet like the morning sun
Always a heart beat away
If you should perish, my tears shall run
Always on my mind, but never there to hold
But as we get near
You become more demanding
Loving you has become more curl then ever
I hate you, why must you EXIST!
You came into my life and destroy what we had.
I cant stand you, for the simple things you do
What is your purpose, You son of Bitch!
You took a kiss, you took my heart
What did you leave me with?
My heart was open
But once again all I received was pain
When will you stop, and let me live
Return the trust, Return the love
Tears of joy
Who to return
But only the one I truly love
Returning the face I most adore
The feeling of two can bring us ashore
Under the stars we romance
A gaze in time is all we ask
Hold me, Touch me, Dont ever let go
Cause you are my Boo
And because I Love You
A kiss sets the night
As we say goodnight
To see what tomorrow shall bring
Having sweet dreams
Of you and me
In between the Sun and the Sea.
L ove letter pt 2
By: Chemere L. Smith
Dear love,
Night has come
No words were said
You on one side, Im on the next
Laying there with no remorse
Im feeling you, you feeling me
The time has come for us to part
As I lay there in distress
I decided to let you know
Its over btwn the two of us
Simply because our curl, demanding, self-eager manner
You have destroy what we had for the last time
Fuck you, You son of Bitch
You took it all, and left me broke
The next Lucky Bitch; I shall pray
To God to sphere her life
My lips, Your lips will never meet again
These tender thighs you shall kiss
Goodbye
No more pain to ever receive
No more tears shall run
Instead Ill sing for joy the day your gone
Pack your things, never to return
A smile appears to refine the bursa
No more wondering if Ill make it through
Your time and day will soon come
When your burning in Hell for what you caused
I have closed all wounds for a brighter king
No more sweet dreams
No more calling my Boo
Time now is for you to leave
One more thing before you go
Kiss this goodbye for you have
Bursa for the last time.
A Love Tale
By: Chemere L. Smith
A ngle of Heart
By: Chemere L. Smith
Feelings
By: Chemere L. Smith
Nervousness is
Seeing your mother crying on the phone
Anxiousness is
Waiting to hear the horrible news
Fear is
Knowing your father might dice
Anger is
Excitement is
Love is
Him being with me today
LONELINESS
By: Chemere L Smith