You lied to me. You said you
loved me clearly when deep
down, you're lying ever so
fiercely.
Your hugs and kisses were all
just a dirty lie. Inside you're a
closet pervert with an ugly soul.
But that you try to hide.
Mom doesn't wanna tell me
what you did. Because she
doesn't want to give
"baggage". And then I wonder
what exactly "trick or treat? "
You hit on every young thing
with a panty. Oh but dear
dear me, that says a lot more
about you then it does about
me.
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Me, Myself And I
PoetryThis is a poem book about a few things that others don't know about me. Some depressing, some are happy and some are mean. Through these poems, I express my true emotions about certain things and certain people. Please read with an open mind. Plea...
