not a love story
Kategori: mypoetry, theceraliaproject
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no, it's you – i swear, it's not me
if you can't treat someone right you should just set them free
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a love story that could have been both adventurous and bold
ours is one that shall never be told
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your idea of sexy was acting boy-cheesy
mine does not make me feel "o-hell no, that's sleazy!"
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to me a man is tender and bright
a world full of wonder, passion and delight
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a family one day seems nice to me too
but from where i stand a baby is not the same as a boo
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the raising of you should have been your parents' job
hear me out, i don't mean to sound like a snob
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but really, why put all this pressure on me?
you're older, you've traveled, got a higher degree
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i don't care where you're from, what you've done in your life,
but if you ever want to make a Real Woman your wife
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then listen to me, these words are true
i think you need to change, alter all bits of you
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how to treat a woman, i gave you the clues
though you seemed too busy with your mental abuse
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a "poor little boy" with eyes so sad
i tried to help, and of course you got mad
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when all your petty issues i could solve with ease
you created a situation not of emotions but of word grease
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always wanting me to listen and give
boy, you ought to know – a Woman needs to live!
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but you needed me to sit and again listen to your story
simply pathetic, not a single ounce of glory
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the thing you loved most about me was that i'm so bright
so let me now on your idiocy shed some light
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if you know a woman clever, a treasure, pure quality is
then why did you not treat me better than this?
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actions speak louder than words, always will
a high degree perhaps, but dumber than most still
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if you see me in town, it's okay for you to greet
but no more than that, i don't need for us to meet
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to talk and all that, have you put your arm around me
there's nothing there for anyone to see
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tried my best to not become digusted by your presence, thus
that failed when you tried to lie to the both of us
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when spotting your lies, you kept stating them as true
when truth came out, alas, there was the real you
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you broke down, stating you wished it weren't so
but all there was left was for you to let me go
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now, don't get me wrong, this is not about cheating
just a story about a person mistreating
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calling it love, lust, passion, whatnot
ah, who cares, never bothered me a lot
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now, as you read these words from me to you
understand what i need for you to do
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before looking for others, find yourself first
otherwise your life will be one of thirst
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never fully fed, satisfied and glad
you'll be annoying, friendless and sad
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but, please, if you find someone as good for you as i
keep this person in an esteem so high
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don't waste the chances you get for free
life is too precious, don't let time be
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for you and I it's over – stop your cry
may you live well, reach your goals, good-bye
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