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What He Told Me


He told me that like my smile And the way I stared in his eyes The way I held his hand And the way we kissed goodbye He told me he could learn to love me He said he'd always care He told me that he would never leave He said he would always be there He told me that I don't have to worry Him, I could always trust But something in the bck of my mind told me he was starting to lust Not for me but for that other chick The one with the blemish free face And the thighs so thick The one with the big behind And the nice hour glass shape The one that all the men liked But I began to hate He told me that she could not compete With the love we shared But in time I will find That she was always there
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abrayel
Thank you
Zelle Moore
I love this poem. I can relate to this completely. :)

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