My Man Poem by gabrielle flick
My Man
i try to remember when we loved the
most in the car that night i wonder if it could of been my imaganation. But when we sit next to eachother it made me as happy as can be. Is my man in love or is it just me.
i try to love him but he never lets me oh dear i just dont feel as happy as i seem.
I never want that same love again i look around and i found my new true man.
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