A Player
He breezes in like a superstar long money,fancy car. telling you things you want to hear. I'll take you there, we'll go here. makes love to you the way no other can. setting you up for the perfect plan. turns away at the drop of a hat. That's where a player's head is at. you call morning, noon, and night. A man by day, player by night. Afraid of the woman who can make him right. all because of the player's life. A player once, a player twice, a player all the dyas of his life.
Copyright © Carolyn Dye | Year Posted 2011
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