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Your feeling so gay and happy,
the thought of her makes you sappy.
He's like an angel sent from above,
She's as delecate as a turtle dove.
Grow Up Fool! You make me Sick!
Your loves a lie, your bliss, a trick.
Wake up now, thats my suggestion.
the feeling inside, it's just indigestion.
you think He likes you? Ha what a joke!
every time he sees you he wants to choke.
Do they really care? I think you'll find,
that all those dellusions are right in your mind.
- by King of Trash |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/13/2010 |
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- Title: A Love Poem...
- Artist: King of Trash
- Description: This poem is dedicated to all the fools out there who can't express there feelings enough through poetry about their one true love... sappy wuss.
- Date: 05/13/2010
- Tags: love poem
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