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Jealousy

You are my hype friend
And I'm sorry for your strife
I trusted the wrong person
Now he's fuckin with your life
 
Like I can't call or text
If we can't speak in here
Unlike him
I can talk to you
And hear you loud and clear
 
It ain't no thing, baby
I know you'll be ok
We'll be okay
True friends
They last past the decay.
Written by BabydoII (Itty Bitty)
Published
Author's Note
I would have added that sexy poem to my list, too C, if I could.
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