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Dorothy Jackson Poem
He took me everywhere, thought I was hot, Love did me bad, had my stomach in knots. It seems it has been days since I slept, cause all I did was wept. Could not listen to the radio, my mind kept playing our video. Shake It. He is in my head, he is in my head ! But no longer in my bed. When he said it would; I did not think he meant until the next female went past ! I had to find another way. So I started to pray. Shake It. Now, today I am much stronger, I crave his touch no longer. I used to only see the blues, now I see different hues. Always stay in control of you; for if you do not , you will be his slave for true. Shook !
Copyright © Dorothy Jackson | Year Posted 2015
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