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{ 8/26/16 }

he talked a good game
his words like venom as they caresses my name
yet his actions don't amount
gave so many chances, I lost count
Do I feel stupid? No doubt
But I still got him if he needs me
My heart is locked up, but he has the key
He opens me up to fix me, then leaves me confused
I just don't know what to do
Stick with him or leave with the wounds
Of endless unloyalty and continuous pain
Even though I wont say what it is
The 4 letters seep out when I call his name
I don't know what this boy did,
But I really think I love the kid.

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dedicated to my best fan ReinaE

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