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I wasn't your type but you loved me anyway.
You had issues of your own but when I looked at you it was like Christmas day.
Arguments N the daytime, love making at night was our forte.
When you weren't around I thought about you every minute of every day.
I still do
My insecurities and your bithchy ways.
My constant calling and your constant screaming
left me hurting and you steaming.
But thru it all the ups N downs you were always around.
I hate you was the last words I hear and now reality has
faced me with my worst fear.
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Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: acceptance
Darkangel Flyfree 02 October 2012
Great poem...Everybody has some kind of flaw!
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Crystal Tutson 24 July 2012
Great poem..i can mentally view the story..good job
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Shai Cherry 23 July 2012
I'm lost for words but it was a good poem
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Captain Cur 20 July 2012
Good poem. We are all flawed and I believe love helps perfect us!
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