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by Lexiemae Sep 2, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
Guys are fools with too much pride they play their games then run and hide Do not give them your soul or heart for it will break and fall apart They feel only for themselves Keeping their hearts locked in shelves We talk freely of what we feel They hold back. Whats the deal! Men are puppets on a string pulled on rightly they'll have no sting Twist them around your little finger Teased and taught and left to linger They don't deserve a single thing They'll cheat on you with their ditsy fling and you will get thrown away while they run off to go and play So heed my words and don't delay the men are for looks and only for play You do your thing then move on because men are nothing to prolong
by Sarah
I loved your poem cuz it`s so true. Kepp it up!