No GoodA Poem by Mary OchoaA lesson learnedYou’re just a toy to him He’s no good for you Only calls when he needs pleasure I know they’re right But why can’t I stop? I’m only hurting Need more Touching, kissing, Sex? No longer fun Keep banging on the same door Asking for more No more backseat No more hiding Meeting at an underground place For no one to suspect Why do I let it happen?? You’re just a toy to him He’s no good for you Is what they tell me I thought Maybe he truly had feelings for me Such fool I am Crying at night Wanting to be held Craving more Intimacy Romance in the daylight You’re just a toy to him © 2014 Mary OchoaAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on November 10, 2014 Last Updated on November 10, 2014 AuthorMary OchoaCAAboutHello Writers and Readers! I am very pleased to be part of the Writers Café. I am here to simply improve my writing skills through my poems and short stories as well as to make friends with gre.. more..Writing
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