She called me your bitch and I called her your whore
Because at least I am faithful to you
You played your mind games
I played the good girl in love
Now you are exposed nowhere to go now
No place to hide and play your dirty games
She called me your bitch and I called her your whore
because at least I am faithful
I wonder who we were. And what we are?
I wonder what we could be if we were together
This mind sound stupid but that's all I do
Dream and wonder about you
But tell me what else I could do
Girl's come over and talks shit about me I keep quiet for you
Because I am faithful to you
I don't want you to be exposed to soon
I want you to have taste of your own deeds and meet your own devils
Time will come and things will change
All I have to do is sit and wonder
And not to forget dream about you
Day will come when your hands will be bare and empty
Like my heart and you be left with no one
No one will be there to be part of your dirty games
I want you to know I had faith in you and you destroyed it
Funny thing, she called me your bitch and I called her your whore
Because at least I am faithful.
THIS IS NOT THE ACTUALLY PLACE OF THIS POEM IT WILL COME AFTER FEW MORE CHAPTERS BUT I WROTE IT SO I THOUGHT WHY NOT UPLOAD IT
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Teen FictionWe dared to let our words collide We made a mistake, that was not forgiven Our hearts knew we are meant to be But World knew it won't last forever
