Teeya
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Sex Me, Love Me, F**k Me...A Poem by TeeyaThe only difference between making love and f*****g is perception, not the subject nor the action |
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Love Is...A Poem by TeeyaLove can never be defined by any single person because it is personal to each individual...but here's my interpretation of what love is to me... |
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He Never AsksA Poem by Teeya |
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Black Cherry WineA Poem by Teeya |
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What She WantsA Poem by Teeya |
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GOD'S LOVEA Poem by TeeyaTo let my babies know the gifts they are to me |
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The Perfect FairytaleA Poem by Teeya |
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Another DayA Poem by Teeya |
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Her HandsA Poem by TeeyaMy grandmother was my Angel on Earth and although she's in Heaven, her role as my Angel remains the same. |
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Little Girl Little GirlA Poem by TeeyaThe harsh reality of girls and women paying to lose themselves |
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