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For everyone that has been cheated on
For everyone that has been lied to
For everyone that has been hurt due to a dumb significant other
No need to see the doctor for being a victim of the relationship flu
I got the cure and this poem is dedicated to all of you

I was so good I was the best I can be
No that wasn’t good enough for you had to break my heart like u snapped a branch 
off a tree
Its not that I was blind its just I wanted you to change to someone deep inside you 
I see
Trying to be the helpful kind one in the end you were the one who decided to play 
me
Deep down farther than the sea I loved you with all my heart and that’s a 
guarantee but now its time for me to strike back and set you free

You can’t get mad at me trying to flip a table cemented to the ground 
Acting as if I was the dog portraying me as "the rest" when you are the one that 
needs to be sent to the pound
Your the one digging holes and burying bones in the dirt
Don’t stop now continue to flirt because hoes gone by hoes and by them I can’t be 
hurt

I’m glad u practiced your game on me
You a liar yet you hate them
You a cheater yet you despise them
You say you not like the rest but your quest was in your bed with another guest 
Don’t bother getting up and getting dressed let them lay there on your chest
I’ll be the mature one walk away with no contest 
I must have been possessed to be with you but hey moral of the story *clap* 
*clap* I’m impressed

It’s okay if you want to be a certified player I can sign off on your degree
You only needed one witness to prove all you can be
You are your own boss now and under you is an upcoming trainee
I’m sure they will pass with flying colors if their life you referee 
Before you go you have something of mine in your pocket I dig for my key
This no longer belongs to you it has a return to sender and the address is assigned 
to me

You a hoe, you a whore, you a slut, and yes guys can be them too
Yea you too cocky for your own good thinking of yourself as a tattoo
Naw baby your not you like an error on Microsoft word I just pressed undo
You were cute, you were nice, you were funny but now when I look at you it’s a 
dirty view
You can beg, you can plead asking for me back you can even kiss my shoe 
Just remember when my answer is no you can’t blame me when it was all you

(c) jeremy fennell
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