I wanted to hold you tight,
Needed your cuddles and kisses,
Tho you left me falling to pieces
Got broke, you ran to the bosses
Cold hands, you gave me no gloves
Stuck, i got none of your shoves
I dumped your ass, i got no loss
Bish you can't even be my side dish
Don't need your sex, climax ain't my wish
Golddigger, go find a big boss nigger
Wish I've never met your ass, big mess
Fuck off, i can't give anymore fuck on you.
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Angry write, N.P. Good one.
Now, I'm sure this learning curve allows you to really understand what you really want in a relationship and in life.. 🎈
Language there singes the eyebrows a bit. And I can be quite potty mouthed sometimes, so I think it's the context.
Perhaps the problem will resolve itself when the girls become women and the boys become men. A hard wait, believe me; I remember....
Poem well constructed though.
Take care.
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