not a stupid poem

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Too Bad... What a pity so who do you think you are? Think you've found a perfect dream - the finale of schemes - I bet you have - by yourself the perfect leave all lonesome. your head game has gotten old. Should I just give up - like I'm told, I'm not just your friend or your FUCK your man to use and abuse my love is pure unlike your hatred. It's not just me it's your idea of a mate - sorry I'm not your slave to obey and so as your pleasure
Lose control I beg you shut me in your soul
Ss-D the strongest love is not between the perfect match as it dwells in those who strive and change to suite EACHOTHER.

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