He is mine.

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  • Jealousy

    He is mine.

    You think because in the past.
    he belonged to you.
    That you could wallce right into
    town and tell him what to do.

    Sorry dear I hate to say but you
    don't matter now.
    He is sleeping in my bed to me
    he said his vowels.

    So suck it up don't even cry your
    tears don't mean a thing.
    Because your not the one in his life.
    on me her put the ring.

    Don't be jealous because you cant
    give him what i can.
    you can never take my place i can
    please my man.

    So I don't know what your trying to prove
    but it blew up in your face.
    When he told you that your no part I
    stepped in that place.

    So you can be a friend to him
    That i do not care.
    But don't try to cross the line because
    him i do not share.

    So keep your feelings tucked inside.
    We don't want to hear
    So do not cry and let him go
    or me you better fear.

    So now you know where you stand.
    and now you do your part.
    And stay just a friend to him or
    I'll finish what you start.

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    pimpo commented on He is mine.

    11-21-2008

    this is very passionate...are u trying to tell it to someone? she better back off. lol

    pimpo commented on He is mine.

    11-21-2008

    this is very passionate...are u trying to tell it to someone? she better back off. lol

    pimpo commented on He is mine.

    11-21-2008

    this is very passionate...are u trying to tell it to someone? she better back off. lol

    pimpo commented on He is mine.

    11-21-2008

    this is very passionate...are u trying to tell it to someone? she better back off. lol

    pimpo commented on He is mine.

    11-21-2008

    this is very passionate...are u trying to tell it to someone? she better back off. lol

    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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