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May 2013
Ladies come and ladies go, like a revolving door.
Some never come back but most come back for the mack,
that is embedded in me, cuz I clearly show them how beautiful they are inside and out like a shining star.
I build self esteems to help them go far
and make sure they know that they are above par.
Par is the level in golf that they expect you to make,
you beautiful women exceed that by far with just a little shake,
you are able to take any mans heart. Some use and abuse this ability.
Once they have a mans heart , it is folded and molded like play dough. having a man confused not knowing whether he wants to come or go. Sometimes, I just sit back and admire the strength and power women.
Too many of them don't know the power they posses.
Physical....Verbal....Emotional abuse, I believe they shouldn't take these conditions of life anymore
and stop....the....revolving.....door.
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Andrei Clark
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