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another painted angel , up in flames.

Poof
another painted angel
Goes up in flames
But this time
The angel
Is sick of your game's
Ripped off the wings
Her self
Placing them upon a shelf
Cutting all strings
The horrors
And darkness he beings
Ignited the canvas
Softly she sings
Nothing but troubles you are
Trapped now within a jar
Next to the glow bug's
You stole from the night
Goodbye to the words
"can't do nothing right"
Watched on
As the canvas Burnt bright
Smiling while holding
The match
that set it alight
No more smoke and mirror
Tonight.

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Nardine Sanderson

Okay Jeremy hennessee, if you don't understand the words harassment, i may have to enlighten you, what you keep doing to me, in sight of all here, with your smart cunningly noticed tactics may seem fun or even be the only thing that turns on your mental flame, but I'll play no part in it, respect is something you do not have, but everyone can learn, so don't give up just yet

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Nardine Sanderson

Who are you trying to fool , yourself, it's funny the day you pushed me too far texting through a gap in fb, not even as a friend, calling me crazy and other names like bipolar, then crying saying i love you, writing bull shit pieces you knew would affect any victim in circumstance, behind the screen where no one catches on but me, lets see some more deleted piece shall we, or some more crying wolf or crocodile tears shall we mr Hennessee, you are a wicked man, I'm proud to be me, pieces of crazy shit and all, cos I've leant through experience what manipulative men can do to ones health, good day to you.

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Nardine Sanderson

Btw prince not so charming, your right to apologize to me has been taken away, i can live my life gracefully having cut communication with you, i need not apologize or make amends with such a person as yourself, i shall loose no sleep over it

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