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Relief


I Love him dearly I Swear i Do but it was bout that time that i'll get sick of you Yea I Moved on So did you But less than a week..NOW that's despicable So I opened the book & read another chapter. I swore now i would be more happy,forever and after Insecurities hunts me like the boogie man But "Mister Mensah" stated HE's my biggest fan. WAIT you would think that'll statisfy me But flames of wonder spirits still stands behind me. It seems to ruin stuff that seems so crystal clear. But i guess thats what happens when you've been cursed through the years. YES i am a difficult person, Can't deny that. Critical w/ Facts to justify that So where you and me stand wasn't the end But it isn't okay cause i thought you was my bestest friend! HAHA head so big you thought you was what propaganda call it "Swavey" Now Jeffrey took your spot cause HE knows how to treat a lady. We past over due i was sick of you. You was tired of me and it was OBVIOUSLY seemed If you was tired for this long why you hold me back thats how i know you wrong ! No this is not an hatred letter its just something to write to finally let "chu" go and guess what I feel better ! No More to say You wasn't the Nigga to stay Its Okay Because its on to the next one Anyway WHAT ahhh relief
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Margaret.K.Brown
<p>Thanks guys !</p>
QV
<p><span style="font-size:16px;"><span style="font-family:times new roman,times,serif;">A very personal experience, thank you for sharing. Q.V.</span></span></p>
jwiener
Relationships are complicated, and this poem does a great job of describing how relationships build and fall apart, and how that is not always negative, because new ones will always be built again. This is a great poem, and although very personal, very relatable as well.

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