BLONDE
I heard through my friends that you've got a new girl
She's petite like me and blonde that does not like mine
She's so much older than me.
Is that what you like now?
I guess she's everything that I'm not.
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Weeping Nights
PoetryWeeping Nights is a collection of poetry and prose about feelings of pain, heartbreak, depression and some piece of advice. Highest Rank: #2 poemcontest 03/15/22
Fifty Three
BLONDE
I heard through my friends that you've got a new girl
She's petite like me and blonde that does not like mine
She's so much older than me.
Is that what you like now?
I guess she's everything that I'm not.