UsedA Poem by BrittenyUse me though I'm tired of being used Those kisses aren't worth being abused Everytime I see your face You tear me from my saving grace Swep me away with false wit and charm Giving me nothing but fear and harm You take my emotions and strip them bare Though I'm over worked run me into the ground Lead me to think lost emotions can be found For using me never felt this good or could Be as I had been told it would © 2008 BrittenyAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on October 7, 2008 AuthorBrittenynever ending winter and snow....middle of blizzard nowwhere, OHAboutMy name is Britteny I am 30 years wise and I am finally back on writer's cafe! I have been a member of Writer's Cafe for somewhere around 12 odd years now. I am finally after a long disappearance p.. more..Writing
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