Dear John Doe
Dear super man.
You was not my first love
You didn't give me my first kiss
You could be gentel as a dove
Or as hard as a fist
You traded chemistry
For curisoty
You traded loylaty
For her generosity
\Still,
I took you back
Cause you promised me monogamy
how were we supposed to work
with all this animosty
I've loved & I've lost
and you'll always have
apart of me
I tried and I fought
Now I have the think selfishly
you hit every soft spot
and said youd take care of me
you said youd be there
you said youd take care of me
im writing you this letter
with all this sincerity
for a clear conscience
And to end on some clarity.
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