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Apr 2019
He tells me to wait, to wait for his love
TO wait for his touch
so I wait every day and night waiting for the day when he takes me kisses me by the lips like there was no one around us.
Every night and day we talk he flirts with me I do the same
The day came it was a dance night
I hoped rot see him there
I hoped to dance with him there
As I hoped I dance with my girls looking for a sight of his face
But cannot find
Finally, I see a familiar face
A face I've been looking for all night
Then we dance he held my hand and with the other on my waist
I thought he kiss me but he didn't
The music ends he leaves
I see his lips touching his Ex lips my heart breaks my heart shatters It melt away but he didn't care.
He was selfish He was kissing his ex in front of me
He kisses her again my heart breaks all over again
And my tears shed out he didn't care
Then I realized I was ridiculous to fall for his tricks.
Mia Mcdaniel
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Mia Mcdaniel  18/F/285 whitman monmouth
(18/F/285 whitman monmouth)   
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