August 2011
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Cheated Mine
Cheated Mine by Jean Roy I lay here In the same bed Reminiscing on All the things you once said We both promised We would take care of each other’s hearts You told me you’d love me forever Till death do us part You told me That you would change my life And if only I knew boy In so many ways you were right You sabotaged my organ of love A bomb you implanted It was like I knew pain was coming But...
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Shower Fit For Two
Shower Fit For Two By Jean Roy
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The warm water began to trickle down my chest as if to remind me of all the times your finger tips would do the same.
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These hands once bare are now lathered with lavender scented foam. I begin to slowly feel my way from the sides of my neck all the way down, making sure I saved my throbbing cock and balls for last.
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You infiltrate my head, my...
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These Lies
These Lies By Jean Roy i.
These smiles that I have painted on both my finger nails and face are chipping away like the off white walls in the foyer.
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I try to find the easiest way to continue this facade and remedy my unhappiness, but coming up with ways has proven to be uneasy. I try to give hints and clues as to how I am feeling but you remain oblivious to it all.
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There would be...
July 2011
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I'm actually not funny, I'm just really rude and...
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The Lost Battle
The Lost Battle By Jean Roy He was a strong man With one son and two loving daughters Married to a loving woman This strong man was my father He was a cheerful man Cunning and bold He was smart and trustworthy and his heart was made of gold A love of the ring Was his passion And boxing relieved his stress And getting jabs and punches was his satisfaction He was my role model And I wanted to be...
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Taste
Taste By Jean Roy Tell me how good does that taste. It must be good if you keep coming back. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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Painting
Painting By Jean Roy You pose as if I’m supposed to paint you. My tongue will stroke you slowly. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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Masturbation
Masturbation By Jean Roy I close my eyes and begin to pretend that these lusting hands are yours. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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Daily Confession: July 29th 2011
I’m obsessed with Romantic films. I just want life to be like the movies.
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Damaged
i. I eat my bowl of stolen generic fruit loops cereal on the floor because my mother thinks it’s ok to spend the government checks on the discounted cocaine she gets from the man across the street. I walk passed left over lines on the counter near the fridge. There lies a bag with a diamond imprinted on it and a credit card. For such a luxurious drug, it sure leaves me starved for days at a...
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Helping Hand
Helping Hand By Jean Roy “I’ll wash you” she say’s. Soapy hands stroking me while its under water. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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They Will Never Pay For What They Did
They Will Never Pay For What They Did by Jean Roy If only I could explain How this is so hard How could I go on each day Knowing two men took away my happiness, my soul, and my heart since God took him up there things haven’t been the same I can’t help but feel so responsible each day I can’t help but take on the blame If I could have Just one more chance Id do everything possible Id do all I can...
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Choices
Choices By Jean Roy If they have to think twice about choosing you or another, end it. They’ve already made their choice. It isn’t you my dear. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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Bitch Slapped
Bitch Slapped By Jean Roy Look to the left, now look to the right. You have been virtually bitch slapped. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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Abusive Mother
Abusive Mother By Jean Roy She never saw the true worth of her kids until they had been taken. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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These Tears
These Tears By Jean Roy These tear drops are brave. They are not afraid to fall for the wrong reasons. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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Jealousy
Jealousy By Jean Roy I’m jealous because I know someone can make you happier than me. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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I Can Never Hate Him For It
I Can Never Hate Him For It By Jean Roy I thought all the lies he told me Were true So I spent my time here Waiting for him to do what he had to do I thought this time around Things would have been different I tried to make sense of why the wait was so long Even though I knew it didn’t I tried to justify In my heart and mind That if I kept holding on The outcome would end up fine And although...
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Since We Both Are Coming Clean…
Since We Both Are Coming Clean… By Jean Roy She had admitted to faking orgasms. I faked ever loving her. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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His Last Hoorah
His Last Hoorah By Jean Roy Throwing grandpa a surprise birthday party at his age was so wrong. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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…Stop Kidding Around Grandma
…Stop Kidding Around Grandma By Jean Roy She had died quickly. Headstone: “Told you I was ill” They acted surprised. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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Dyslexic Atheist
Dyslexic Atheist By Jean Roy Dyslexic and an atheist, he never did care to know of dog. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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Tying The Knot
Tying The Knot By Jean Roy I had tied the knot. She had suffocated the night of our wedding. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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Cooking With My Hubby's Mother
Cooking With My Hubby’s Mother By Jean Roy Thyme flies when you’re in the kitchen fighting with your mother in law. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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Dying Bride
Dying Bride By Jean Roy She had to go sell her engagement ring for some medicine. Cancer. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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Morning Breath
Morning Breath By Jean Roy These bad morning breath invaders perish with a swig of listerine. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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ABC Of Me
A - Age: 21
B - Bed size: Full
C - Chore you hate: Dishes
D - Dad’s name: Tyrone
E - Essential start your day item: iPod
F - Favorite color: Red
G - Gold or Silver: Silver
H - Height: 5 ft 6in.
I - Instruments you play(ed): Triangle =]
J - Job title: Jobless Student.
K - Kids: None
L - Living arrangements: I live with my two siblings and my mother and her bf.
M - Mom’s name: Saundra
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Being So Far From Me
Being So Far From Me by Jean Roy Every night I try to fight back the tears the pain is so overwhelming knowing your somewhere other than with me here if only you knew the pain I feel inside a hurt so great to excruciating to verbalize being without you has left my heart sore I try not to think about it but how can I be happy when my man is out there fighting a war I wait for the day when he’ll...
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Your Family
Your Family by Jean Roy It’s a constant war Your family and I I try to prove I’m good for you But it makes no difference in their eyes If only you knew the pain That I felt deep inside my heart Knowing that your family Is trying to tear us apart How could I change Their perception of me Id love you regardless Even if you had no job, no car or money It’s not easy Knowing all they say about me And...
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Daily Confession: July 29th 2011
I don’t really like meeting new people face to face. I get this anxiety and I just keep the situation from ever happening. Most of the time I complain that I am alone, but I just am not willing to give people the chance to get sick of me and walk out of my life like so many others have already.
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My Reality
My Reality By Jean Roy I had awoken from my dream. Though I was still living a nightmare. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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Change Of Heart
Change Of Heart By Jean Roy He finally had a change of heart after the surgery was done. Maybe now he can be a father to the two kids who have been needing their dad for a while. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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Another Failed Attempt
Another Failed Attempt By Jean Roy He drives off the cliff. The GPS begins to reroute directions. Suicide mission failed. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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My Boyfriend, The Pessimist
My Boyfriend, The Pessimist By Jean Roy He was always so pessimistic. Shooting stars were not real to him. He preferred to think of them as dying astronauts. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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Caught Red Handed
Caught Red Handed By Jean Roy He had her hidden in the closet. Sadly he forgot her high heels. Her heels weren’t the only red thing in the room. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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To Cheat Or Not
To Cheat Or Not By Jean Roy Just because it is easy to cheat on her does not mean that you should. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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Thank You
Thank You by Jean Roy Before you came along And saved me I dwelled on the pain That past loves all had gave me Being a failure of love I questioned myself, couldn’t understand it I put all the time and the work And still l was left empty handed How could I give my all Even greater than the one who came before And still be left in the end With nothing to show for All of the years and love That I...
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Behind That Door
Behind That Door by Jean Roy You beat me brutally As if to learn a lesson I never understood why each day was a torment session Taken away from my family and friends Caged in this house the torment that started had no end Your words were the ammunition that fueled the abuse you’ve caused Cold and alone my heart and soul were both lost You tortured me So much excruciating pain so unbearable I felt...
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Broken Heart
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These cracks on my heart resemble the trampled shells of the left over eggs from the last Easter egg hunt we had in the beginning of spring.
ii. I search for glue, inside the left junk drawer of my desk, but without avail, I cannot find anything strong enough to hold together the pieces of such a broken organ of love.
iii. All I seem to come across are broken promises and empty band aid...
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The Powers Of Love
In your life, you meet people. Some you never think about again. Some, you wonder what happened to them. There are some that you wonder if they ever think about you. And then, there are some you wish you never had to think about again. But you still do. Life is filled with all these troubling questions that aren’t often followed by simple one word answers. I’ve realized that in life we have a main...
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Broken Heart
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These cracks on my heart resemble the trampled shells of the left over eggs from the last Easter egg hunt we had in the beginning of spring.
ii. I search for glue, inside the left junk drawer of my desk, but without avail, I cannot find anything strong enough to hold together the pieces of such a broken organ of love.
iii. All I seem to come across are broken promises and empty band aid...
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Muse
Muse By Jean Roy My beautiful muse also happened to be my sensual mistress. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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EX
EX By Jean Roy You are an Ex for a reason. This love has been expired for awhile. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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Memories
i. I stare at the corner wall of this room as if I was able to rewind time back to the day where you held my hand by the window and whispered in my ear how much you’d like to make me all yours.
ii. As the shadows from my computer screen form shapes on these bare walls, they remind me of how your fingers would dance on my bare skin, leaving traces of loves dna with each soft stroke.
iii. The...
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Trying To Get Alcohol On A Summer Day
Ok, so today, I was trying to get myself something to drink. I’m talking about alcohol not some iced tea. Anyway, I went to the three liquor stores in my area and no one wanted to sell me anything. I had my id and everything. The first guy was looking at me and asking me why I was there and if I knew that this was a liquor store. I looked at this dude, like bro, I’m going to fucking buy...
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Seat Belts And Condoms
Seat belts And Condoms By Jean Roy Sex in your car with the seat belt on does not mean you are protected. You don’t want to be stuck with a gift you can’t ever return back. Copyright 2011 All Rights Reserved
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Daily Confession: July 27th 2011
I’m emotionally damaged but I’m working on putting the pieces back together.
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You Still Continue To Be My Life
You Still Continue To Be My Life By Jean Roy These ears Listened to every word you told And these hands were the ones That held you in the cold These eyes used to look at you And see a magnificent human being A sight so wonderful The great perfection was so deceiving These legs Once traveled long distances to reach your side This heart once filled With love to grand to even be described These...
