Her Name

Oh wait, I forgot to ask her name
She so pretty and it’s a damn shame
She abuse sex like it’s all a game
She only come over to say she came
There she go all alone walking in the rain
Blame it on all the men that asked to come over just to say they came
Showed real intentions then left just as fast as they came
Then block her number and forget her name
She’s so pretty and it’s a damn shame
She asked to come over and laid it all out on the table
Didn’t even bother to tell me her name
I hate to see her go but I’m glad she came
Wish she would have told me her name….

The Poet Q

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