Alexa Martin

That Boy

God that boy just makes my teeth grind.
Everytime I hear his name, I just wanna cry.
I told him today i dont like him.
But he just won't let go.
He calls me Sexy and Hot.
But I will never like him again,
Since he hurt me 4 months ago.

Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 3, 2009

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