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Careless heart.

Careless heart.

Careless heart.
He stumbled to her click  ,
she ask and said ' what a Prick"
He hung his head down in shame
as he walked away
his silence will not be in vane.  
The young girl laughed and giggled 
all through the night.
Till everyone was out of sight. 
The girl stumbled to her car all alone
that's when the man followed her home. 
The news reported that the young girls things
were found in a trash can outside of 
Misfits and tricks.
She was no where to be found 
no trace to uncover just a note that we will soon discover.
The girl who went missing was a black widow on the run.
Her dirty deeds was buried under the sun.
The police found the bodies of her victims that she hid
now the truth will be that of the prick you don't see..

 

 

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A Lonely Journey

Kay, 
Very intriguing, imaginative, write. 
I really like your style, and imagination. 
Keep writing, I love it. 

Matthew. 

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kay harris

Thank you so much, May your day be filled with such happiness and love thank you so much.
 

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