NaBloMoPo Damn.

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This  is awful  this is sad

Things  just  got  so bad,  they are  way past  bad!

I have  had  to say things  such  hurtful  things  to  me

It is  Bloody  Christmas  Cheer,  it always  kills me  you see.

I am too hurt and angry  to say  any more

But  I have  to post  because  of NaBloPoMo.

Now I don’t  want a  bloody fight  so I must  go.

Why are life  and  relationships  so hard, I want  to know.

NaBloPoMo : Red

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They  called her Red ,

Popular and good in bed .

Red hair  collar and cuff

 

She is fun you know she likes it rough.

Her hair  flies like flame

Balloons attached, they  all think she is game.

They don’t care she good for it again  and again.                                                                                                                                                      That is not a smile it’s  a grimace of pain.

 

Drops of blood form on her toes

Where is she bleeding  from no one knows.

Nobody cares it won’t stop their fun

They only want her for one thing,  excitement and cum.

 

Here eyes are hidden  you only see her smile

Here eyes are dead she is empty  all the while.

Red  her  dress, red her hair

Red , red blood everywhere.

 

They  called her Red ,

Popular and good in bed .

Red hair  collar and cuff

She is fun you know she likes it rough.

CHRISTMAS GRIEF

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Christmas came and Christmas went, but why is it so hard. Did you buy every present and did you send every card!

We have been shopping, planning and organizing for weeks. Three hours in to Christmas day and hardly anybody speaks!Fifty weeks of eating well and exercising daily then for one week we eat and drink our weight in crap and we do it gaily!

We spend this time of year wishing mankind well we smile and fawn but underneath do we care, do we hell! Mothers run themselves ragged buying gifts and food . For what, one wrong word or look and some one gets in a mood.

Stress, stress it is all bloody stress tell me what is the point! Does anyone know what it is all about does anyone get the point? Tired I am so tired of putting on a face  if I tell the true my thoughts are disgrace.

Smile, have a drink, and another have a choccy. There be a love give this pressie to your mother.Oh! thank you so much I really needed another of those and that too? my how thoughtfully your presents do you  chose. You don’t like that I can tell your face says it all. I know I should not of bothered I think I’ll have another drink sod it lets get slaughtered.

OMG It is New Year next another non event a time for new beginnings, or just a time to regret all the hard earned cash you’ve sent! Wonderful a new year , just don’t get me started. The new year, is it any better than the one before we still wake up broken hearted. No you can call me a grinch or a moaner if you like I don’t care I have had enough I refuse to do it all again next year I have decided to take a hike.

Next year I refuse to put on the charade again

I have done it once too often and I am not going to put myself through any more of this pain. You can think what you like I am tired and I do not like to see everyone put under so much strain. Christmas came and Christmas went, but why is it so hard. Did you buy every present and did you send every card!