As you walked out the door
I throw a book at you
You turn around coming
Back and grab me roughly
By the arm, yanking my
Hair so my face is up
To yours, you kiss me
Wanting to hurt me as
You push me away and
Smirk, I scream,
"Get over yourself!"
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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and dont you just wish you could wipe that smirk of thier faces when they do it.... great stuff honey...
cheers
jen -
For some reason I see this as something that had happened in the past it seems to raw and real to not have very well done


