Don't Do ThisA Poem by Jane Doe
You know I need you,
So you take advantage of me, You tell me all this s**t, Just playing watching how I react, oh you'll see. You'll see my middle finger up, Standing in our frontyard with a baby bump, But you play with my heart, Then toss me away to the dump. You tell me you love, You tell me you, You lied straight to my face, When you said you'll always be there. So here's two for you, One on each hand, As your taxi drives off, In our yard, I stand.
© 2017 Jane DoeAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on January 3, 2014 Last Updated on August 30, 2017 AuthorJane DoeFLAboutI miss the way words would flow out on to a page and express my deepest concerns so I have returned. more..Writing
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