I hate when you lie to me about guys,
Just tell me without the little lies.
Every time you lie, I lose more trust,
Anymore and It'll be at teh crust.
You need to get rid of your boy toys,
Or I'm walking out the door,
And making you cry on the floor.
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Poem / True Confessions
Poem / Poetry
Poem / Non-Fiction
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