Real.

" But I put her car in park and never let her cry alone. I listen to her heart beat because it plays my favorite song.
- Weezy


Holler.
The day was quite swell.

Erm, but for real doe, I wrote this poem sometime ago. And I guess this one can be unleashed.

I digs it.
Hope you all do to.
To my 3 fans who read. and the other 2 who anonomously read ;-D

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And I look at you, but you give that shrug.
He’s trickin’ you and I’m real with you.
It must be that love type of tug.
I’m the one giving you the real life hugs.
And they’re the ones leaving you with the beep back buzz.
Because I’m here and they’re far, but you really don’t give a fuck.
Because it’s my sweat, my tears, and my blood, but you pick him and stay stuck.
It’s lust.
Better yet it’s infatuation that you swapped for your love bug.
And if you feel that’s real, then why is he giving the time to those other sluts.
He’s a sweet talker and a true to life player, you think you can change his ways.
For him you risk friendships and your family, and you know I was clutch.
Maybe the third times the charm, everyone else know it ain’t, but for you it’s a must.
Maybe that’s the last time he realizes how bad he fucked up.
NOT
Truth be told he gamed you up, yet still you hold your breath, BUT.
You hear his voice, see his face, have those dreams, and to him you’re just another alternative for him to bust his nut.
So now what?
You gonna run back to them AGAIN? Damn dude, I thought you weren’t that easy to get shoved.
You know I’m STILL right, and your giving me the same old sorries, please just SHUT THE HELL UP.
We’ve been through thick and thin, and then our connection goes abrupt.
Drop me in a hot second to give your all to this wanna be thug?
Damn I’m lost, I don’t even know what to do, but I won’t give up.
If I explained the situation to everyone I know, they’d give me that phrase, “Tough Luck”
But you know, YOU KNOW, I’m different. I’ve been through the good times, and outlasted the rough.
I just wish you knew how stupid you are and how deep you let yourself get cut.
And for this lame ass bitch, you let US become corrupt.
They’re immature and childish, just kick it with me and let me give you that back rub.
And you may call him your man, but I’m the one where you keep your real type love.
You ain’t gotta call me your lover, best friend, ride or die, and all that.
Because in the end, I’m gonna be all of the above.


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" No letting go, no holding back."
- Wayne Wonder