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The Exorcism of Oprah Winfrey

I hear her voice call out my name and I sigh....


Im His Trash, Im His Treasure!


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Written by alyreche   
Monday, 28 January 2008
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My love is cut so deep that my blood is tears
Losing him was one of my worst fears
Shut me out and beat me w/ur words
insecure and alone w/my thoughts of stone
dreaming of flowered fields and green plains
somewhere our vows will always remain
changing his lifestyle and becoming a man!
treating me like his treasure & not his trash
becoming so angry that i began to lash
wishing it was different like the beginning, like the past
realizing i was never his Treasure but always his Trash!

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