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The girls never loved me. Never when I was young. Never when it mattered. Not one tried to hug me. I still feel how that stung. Fixing what was shattered. The girls never loved me. I wrote poems each day. I placed it in her hand. Not one wrote back to me. They just walked away. It never worked as planned. The girls never loved me. Though they admired my mind. But just to help with school. But to really love me? They may have been too kind. I just was not too cool. The girls never loved me. But somehow I survived. I made the uphill climb. Someday they would love me. Their needs had not arrived. I was ahead of time.
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Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 7:46 PM UTC
The Girls Never Loved Me
The girls never loved me. Never when I was young. Never when it mattered. Not one tried to hug me. I still feel how that stung. Fixing what was shattered. The girls never loved me. I wrote poems each day. I placed it in her hand. Not one wrote back to me. They just walked away. It never worked as planned. The girls never loved me. Though they admired my mind. But just to help with school. But to really love me? They may have been too kind. I just was not too cool. The girls never loved me. But somehow I survived. I made the uphill climb. Someday they would love me. Their needs had not arrived. I was ahead of time.
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not_thepoet_hewantstobe
M/USA
Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 7:46 PM UTC
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