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Thursday, May 13, 2010

Poem/Verse: August 27, 2009 (Untitled)

You did so well good boy, talking all that talk spitting all that game
But in the end you are nothing but a lame
Such a laughable joke, Comic View is where you belong
You have unraveled my heart and that just wont do

Stacey called last night at a quarter to two, who is she and what is she to you
Calls in the wee hours of the morning ain't cool, I'm laying next to you, why is she calling you
Jessica left her number in your pants pocket, I m such a fool doing laundry for you
Next time check your pockets before I do
I got my own I don't really need you
Maybe next time you'll think about that before you do what it do

You did so well good boy, talking all that talk spitting all that game
But in the end you are nothing but a lame
Such a laughable joke, Comic View is where you belong
You have unraveled my heart and that just wont do, i just can't get over you


What am I supposed to do,I just cant get over you
I'm some kind of fool, for letting you through to my heart
I need someone to heal my heart

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