A poem.
You put me down , and make me frown .
Sometimes you make me sad , other times mad.
Then you make me smile , and it lasts for awhile .
I have my doubts , and I always pout .
When you do mean things , it disappoints me .
And then we break up and I’m free .
You have your girls , in your world .
And you flirt and it really hurts .
Im over …the pain .
So please let go of your shame.
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