Her
I see him walking down the street...
Why do I need a man?
To help me open doors...
She is the drug
That is the only drug...
walking through that storm
became more like backward steps...
His skin was warm his character sweet
But the hunger in me he could not feed...
I hope you fall
Off A cliff but don't die...
Tell me baby, whats so special about her?
What makes her unique and better than me...
This poem is the poem I wrote this year, to be...
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Looking at me,
You want to see - my inner side, my fantasies...
I was such a fool
How could I have been so stupid...
I felt my face blush
For I saw my crush...
I'm sorry for thinking i was good enough,
I'm sorry for thinking of you...