My Boy At The Club Poem by Classic Girl

My Boy At The Club



I'm playing this dangerous game
it never makes sense
and it drives me insane
the drugs and the drinking
shots and dance moves
the outfits and primping
i just think ahead to the end of the night
when i can be by your side
and you can make everything alright

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