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Sugar Momma

“SUGAR MOMMY” You’re a just a piece of **** A man whore & bag chaser In need of a hit. I thought I could handle it But I can’t handle it. I cant pretend to not have feelings And that there’s no meaning In the things we said, and what we did because I do and there is. I ‘m so consumed by it I can’t get you or it out of my head. I made a fool of myself, over you And your so not worth it I’m just so confused and I don’t understand, Please help me understand! Why would you pursue someone like me, when you have plenty of people to call friend. What was it from me you wanted That you couldn’t get from someone else instead? You just through me away and hurt me Why because I have no hustle, sack or money I can’t be your sugar Mommy? Dummy, You gave that up the first night. I now understand, you weren’t looking for a friend Just some ends.. Never again! THE END….

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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