First of all,
when she walked by
I thought ,what a bitch'.
Now I understand
it wasn't her,
you were the bitch
that hurt us both.
Me and her.
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PoetrySome poems about someone who didn't know how love me right, how I, myself, didn't know how to love me right, how I lost & finally found myself again.
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First of all,
when she walked by
I thought ,what a bitch'.
Now I understand
it wasn't her,
you were the bitch
that hurt us both.
Me and her.
