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KiLeZ New Member
since 2000-05-20
Posts 8 |
--Well i didnt write this poem, all though I did add to it at the end and changed a couple things. im not even sure if im allowed to post it but i am neways. it has such a wonderful message..and its dedicated to all those grls that have been played because it sucks. Its long too, sorry!! -=PLAYAS=- He'll meet you and sweep you off your feet; He's nice and he's funny, so cute and so sweet. Suprisingly, he likes the same things as you; He does all the thing you love to do. He'd the perfect guy, the one of your dreams; You belong together, or so it seems. He looks in your eyes, and plays with your hair; He tells you that he'll always be there. His touch is so soft, his hold is so tight; His words are so soothing, his kiss is just right. You ditch all your friends for your new obsession; You dont't even realize your future is full of depression. You think that you love him, you give him your heart; Little do you know that he'll tear it apart. You do what he wants, you know its not good; You told him to slow down, and you think he understood. You let is slide by, he's just having fun; You'll learn to like it as time goes on. He's taken your heart, and locked it away; And you see him with a different girl the next day. You cry and you grieve, but then you forgive; HE won't do it again for as long as he lives. At this point, you've fallen into his trap; He has all control when you're in his lap. You believe he's sorry, you're together again; You give him a chance, he's your only friend. You're right where he wants you, he molds you like clay; And you see him with girl #2 the next day. He got what he wanted, accomplished his goal; He still has your heart, which he evilly stole. He's taken your purity, you still cant believe; You feel hurt and cheap and extremely niave. If only your hair was blonde and straight; If only you look like you like some weight. If only your clothes were a little bit tighter; If only your teeth were a little big whiter. You know he's an ass, but you still want him back; And you grieve about all those qualities you lack. All you wanted was to have some fun; Now you wish that this whole thing had never begun. You wish that one day you'll see him cry; That one day he'll know how he killed you inside. But you know that he won't, cause hes numb to pain; He'll be with some girl while you cry and complain. Beware of the players, they'll steal your heart; And they'll give it back once its all torn apart. Don't let them suck you into their game; Cause once you lose, you're never the same. |
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Lucius Cade Member
since 2000-03-23
Posts 235Saskatchewan |
Very good poem with a good message, I like the part you added on as well. Lucidity is the answer to all problems |
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Deranger Member
since 2000-05-10
Posts 498Somewhere, between here and there |
Ahh, the playa element... These guys always seem to wind up in dark alleys with me...hmm, i wonder why? Anywho, cool poem dude, yeah i hate the playas, except the wannabes, cause there so funny!! Concision isn't any measure of greatness, heck the darn Constitution is like 3847603 pages (ah, slight exageration). Nice work, keep it up. ---------------------- Spreading insanity, one post at a time |
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