tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42399673148463384202012-02-16T05:11:48.616-06:00They don't make 'em like ME no mo'!!GyrlGoneBADhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04424780279028621935noreply@blogger.comBlogger131100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4239967314846338420.post-24869280909639858532011-02-27T01:59:00.001-06:002011-02-27T02:03:18.584-06:00

I want a man to love me. All of me. Mind. Body. Heart. But he seem to only love my body. Never ready for my mind. Afraid of my heart. But I’m so giving. All of me. Mind. Body. Heart. It’s never enough. Enough to protect. All of me. Mind. Body. Heart. My Mind doesn’t understand what my Body can’t feel but My Heart loves. I never agree with me. All of me. Mind. Body. Heart. My Mind says no to what

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Wanting something that don’t want you backCausing heart attacksBecause your heart can’t take it backSo it attacks you with emotions Causing all kinds of commotionConstantly fighting for the right to love If only love loved you back… Every chance you get You throw your heart out thereHoping someone will find it somewhereNot thinking of it being bareWith nothing to protect it with careJust waiting

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* I wrote this poem over a hear ago. I thought it was unfinished then I realized it's perfect just as it is* This sexual attraction, it's like black magicFun in the moment but it's effects are everlasting See there's no one who can take me like you Got me feeling colors and seeing sounds Sounds...I taste them everyday See you got my senses screwed My mind gets confused & My heart so wrapped

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Love Music The most beautiful music has no words... Only sounds created by the collision of Two Hearts As they beat simultaneously Never to part Fighting for the right to express To the rest...it's emotions Using music as a demonstration But only I understand The biggest fan Of this music with no words... Only feelings Hiding behind the sounds of Love Love...that can't be seen only felt

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"A Person Only Treats You How You Allow Them Too" It took me a long time to understand this statement. I use to think, "how is that so, I can't control one's action so how am I responsible". Then I realized...I am responsible for how I react to other's action and any repeat actions I allow to affect me. If you do not like the way someone is treating you let them know. If they continue the

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I will posting blogs titled "Real Shit: Insert Topic". These blogs maybe be rants, vents, journal entries, advice or informational posts about real life shit situations. Feel free to comment as you please but keep my sensitivity in mind while doing so. Thank you...I hope you enjoy my "Real Shit"

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I wrote this way back in my junior year of high school. It took place during out winter ball "Midnight Minuet". I know it looks long but it's a fast read. Midnight Minuet You Me She and the world The world Oh how its gossips About You, Me, And…She But the world can’t see The way things ought to be It only sees what it chooses to see See it believes It knows all about me You and…she But it

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Falling faster than my panties hit the floor Before I know it you're heading for the door...and once more The cycle begins of me wanting in where I don't belongSee I knew all along the ending of this song...Me Pain Tears and the FearsThat it will never end because it's just beganThe cycle of a heart that never wins Falling faster than my panties hit the floor and U don't want it anymore...My

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Just a little something something...short and simple I call it:Hmmmm...I sit and wonder if it’s you I really miss…or is it your sweet kiss. I wonder I really do…is it the moments or is it you. I think about your arms…is it lying or crying in them that had me charmed. I think about your touch…what about it means so much. I sit and wonder if it’s you I really miss or the thought of us that was

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Well since my writers block keeps hunting me I decided to post some old poetry. I wrote this about 2 yrs ago...true story!!! Hot Fudge I remember the first time my eyes set upon your face. I was amazed. Your lemon toned complexion created an hypnotizing glaze. I craved everything about you down to your toes. Perfection. On a porch that used to belong to me I sat and watched you and pretended

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*Disclaimer...inspired not necessarily trueIn The MomentI knew after the 1st night,that you’d be soon out of sightBut I decided to live for the moment,even if it was never really meantI became in luv with the thought,So my mind and my heart foughtA battle that neither could win,but would lose in the endSee I thought I was feeling bliss,and just didn’t wanna lose thisWith every touch and every

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This song means the most to me right now. It explains my situation to the T. So listen to it so you will understand the meaning of some of my future blogs...I gotta shake this shit!!

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I finally decided to create a blog. This is a big step for me. Though I am somewhat open person, it is only with a select few. Now I am being open with the world and honestly I'm scared. This can be very dangerous...lol. So I came up with the title "Rare Complexity" while talking to my friend Angie. I have not yet defined what that actually means to me but I would love to hear how you all

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