Friends, by Gutta Chic
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you say u love me but u left wit out a word
u said u wouldn't leave but da last thing i heard
was da door close behind u
you left me there, notin' else to do
Now u come runnin' to me, cuz she left u wit notin'
expectin' me to let you in, like we still 2geda or sometin'
I loved u, more dan she
nd now u finally see
i was more loyal, kind nd nice
now my heart... is filled wit ice
u did dis 2 yoself, i'm lookin' 4 a better man
some1 2 love me, 2 carry out our plan
No mo heart breaks, or demands
no mo freebee's, or holdin' hands
when it's all ova, near da end
I guess i'm try'na say u can still be my friend |
Posted: 2009-02-21 17:37:35 UTC |
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2009-03-16 01:29:44 | BUBBA |
the poem was okay but you have to keep the readers attention. In poetry you cant ramble cause you loose what your meaning. |