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She sat cupping a mug Of cold coffee Counting the hours Till he would come back. She wished she could confront him She knew of the ***** He kept visiting And yearned to be more Desirable and loving Twisting  her Sterling Silver wedding Ring *if she could please him enough then he would stop going to that pimps house for love,* When he came back; One AM All ruffled and drunk She plastered on a Hollywood grin Whilst taking off his Perfume scented coat. *the coat that she had marked and claimed him in* And as he took her that night In her best Victoria's Secret She tried her best to pleasure him In every way she knew As she loved him so strongly surely she was enough for him;his one and only? In her eyes he deserved  the best For he was her Jack and she his Rose And thus she prepared herself For more  heartache Seeing another date made with her On his mobile calendar *No matter how hard she tried or how much she loved him she'd never be good enough for him,*
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Jul 25, 2015
Jul 25, 2015 at 5:24 AM UTC
She loved him too much
She sat cupping a mug Of cold coffee Counting the hours Till he would come back. She wished she could confront him She knew of the ***** He kept visiting And yearned to be more Desirable and loving Twisting  her Sterling Silver wedding Ring *if she could please him enough then he would stop going to that pimps house for love,* When he came back; One AM All ruffled and drunk She plastered on a Hollywood grin Whilst taking off his Perfume scented coat. *the coat that she had marked and claimed him in* And as he took her that night In her best Victoria's Secret She tried her best to pleasure him In every way she knew As she loved him so strongly surely she was enough for him;his one and only? In her eyes he deserved  the best For he was her Jack and she his Rose And thus she prepared herself For more  heartache Seeing another date made with her On his mobile calendar *No matter how hard she tried or how much she loved him she'd never be good enough for him,*
People take the love of others way too lightly not knowing how affected the others can get by their actions
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Jul 25, 2015
Jul 25, 2015 at 5:24 AM UTC
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