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Good Guys Finish

Its strange how we confuse the wants and needs early in adulthood then grow from life's combats.
Fully understanding what was in order when the love once shared was an illusion al format.
Attraction was a sham from the beginning nothing to build on at all but hopes of protection and affection.
Financial and physical savior to proclaim yours whether he loves you or not to change and mold was the mission.
The challenge of it all that aggressive nature the excitement of the chase.
The crazy attitudes fun sense of humor putting paper thin courage on display.
He had a hard knock life and strives so hard he must have heart. I feel so safe cause he willing to do what ever to save me when chaos start.
This is the man your mama warned you about your friends fantasize for the thug you always wanted.
This is who you chose over me so why wouldn't one be disgruntled.
Who gets too good for good what kind of person listens to GOD's word they so called live but yet thinks this way.
Where is the psychology of it all how can one look to you as a queen when in your eyes my effort is unseen and fall astray.
Why should I be with you knowing  even if you was to choose me deep down inside your love chose to settle for safe.
When all the while she lust for that bad boy persona just to become one of those guys who wives sneaks away to stray.
Why should I be that option for a woman who wasn't enough for that grimy ninja to want and need.
So I become that secondary man who majority of women come back to and plea.
How would it make you feel to be raised to be righteously GOD fearing with old school gentleman ways.
And those qualities where looked upon as less than undesirable and lame.
How would you look at your fellow woman you've been taught all your life to adore uphold and look out for and she don't even respect you as a man.  
All for the adventure of falsehood low morals ignorance or a trial of testimony on stand.
I feel like you would die to the last breath for what is wrong in a man.
While every one sitting right gets left behind on the side of the road left for dead.
So don't give me mess when I'm revived by someone who truly wants me and your time has passed cause back then was boring and non soaring.
And now a grown man you the grown woman wants something lasting and I've looked you over for something more foreign.  
So keep on shopping for what you like and lust for in the hood.
I'm happy now with who and what I am so when we pass I'm asking what's really good.
Cause in the end my spirit will never diminish.
I was made to love and keep it well  replenished good guys may come in last but at least we finish.
By kolin e.
Written by kolikole (kolin edwards)
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