Grind
Ican set you free make water into wine and in truth my feats are one of a kind my talents are so divine You can make me whole trouble in my soul burning in my veins enough to drive you insane Ican feel you beneath my skin feel you shaking from deep with in you're my lascivious hell, my favorite sin It's a matter of debate of what you think you know from what you've been told makes your eyes sit cold How could you be so blind? Ican make you mine make your body prime make you feel like it's alright for your soul to fry You can grind in between my skin keeping pressing but you just can't win Ijust won't let you in
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lostinsp
my name is jasmine and i love to write poetry. sometimes i may not write for months, but when i get back into the swing of things i usually fair well in the end. it all depends on how i feel, what my emotions are like at the time. sometimes it is...
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