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TWO YEARS, THREE MONTHSAfter been lusting Told mean vile disgusting After been true Told psychotic too Look in the mirror As it is clear You live with another woman While I kept you coming Then maybe you will see What you proved to me Is that I am crazy For being so lazy By allowing you to have your way To come see me, have fun, and play Then happily go home to your female house mate Psychotic that the lesson's learned two years too late. 11/23/2006 0525 cj Vote for this poem
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