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She's got her boyfriend,
She doesn't need me now.
And in a couple years,
She'll also have the vow.
Hand wrapped up in hand,
And off those two go.
Leaving us behind,
Time passing so slow.
Spend all their time together,
Disregard our wants.
They leave us in the dust.
They take their love and flaunt.
Interrupting our time,
With constant little flirts.
I'll never let you know,
How much this really hurts.
She doesn't need me now.
And in a couple years,
She'll also have the vow.
Hand wrapped up in hand,
And off those two go.
Leaving us behind,
Time passing so slow.
Spend all their time together,
Disregard our wants.
They leave us in the dust.
They take their love and flaunt.
Interrupting our time,
With constant little flirts.
I'll never let you know,
How much this really hurts.
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The Gear laughed and when off to do his job. Janet unscrewed the lid to t
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This poem just popped into my head one day
I got the idea of a girl getting a boyfriend and having him, in a sense, dominate her life, so she doesn't spend as much time with her friends and constantly wants to be around him. This is from the perspective of one of the friends
I hope you guys like this
Poem (c) Me-
I got the idea of a girl getting a boyfriend and having him, in a sense, dominate her life, so she doesn't spend as much time with her friends and constantly wants to be around him. This is from the perspective of one of the friends
I hope you guys like this
Poem (c) Me-
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I really like it oo
Nice
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