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by stephyG   Dec 1, 2004



He was my dream boy
the destiny of my eye
i had loved him for years
it even made me cry

i didn't know what to do
until it all had come true
he asked me to go out
i began to scream and shout

the night turned out perfect
and i loved him more than ever
until he told me to do things
which i thought were not clever

in the end i regret every thing
because now i get abused
and maybe if i wasn't so stupid
i wouldn't have gotten used.

**not a true story**

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  • 20 years ago

    by Not Bulletproof

    Awwww...that is so sad! You did an amazing job writing this. I'm glad you pointed this problem out, it happens all over the world and the more people are aware the more action that will be taken...amazing poem, I loved it. Great work. xxxx

    -Mortalidaga
    xxTakeCarexx