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gamer-chick, tom-boy, artist, poet, hopeless-romantic, and much more.
| Tuesday, September 14, 2004 |
| A Poem to My Ex. |
Maybe You Were Gay.
You said the right things
You did the right things
Then you stopped.
Said you were busy.
You had no job.
You had no money.
I defended you.
I waited for you.
I stopped caring.
When you stopped responding
You said it was my fault
You said I didn't appreciate
Then you came crawling
I said no
You cried
No tears here
Wait who is the guy? |
posted by Kristin Michael @ 1:57 PM   |
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yah, That would be funny, considering that one of his other ex girlfriends said that.
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yah, That would be funny, considering that one of his other ex girlfriends said that.