She Is
She’s beautiful. She has lovely tan skin and long dark hair.
She has hips that can’t be contained or quieted.
She’s playful and has a great laugh. She’s nice to you. You want her but she has a boyfriend. I don’t dislike her because you want her. I dislike her because she knows and continues to play with you. I dislike her because I have thin blonde hair that gets in the way when we kiss. I have a smile that doesn’t fit me. I have a laugh you make fun of. I comprise of mostly skin and bones. I’m not sweet. I’m violent towards you. And I know she doesn’t like me. She doesn’t have to like me. You don’t have to like me. You just can’t lie to me.
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The Collection of Shit About "Him"
ŞiirIt's all true. It's happy at times but mostly sad.
