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So
hot
cute
smart
cuddly
dances
attentive
seductive
accessible
Sympatico
intoxicating
mesmerizing
college bound
straightforward
smart as a whip
eager to please
always on time
100% truthful
pleasurable
enthralling
incredible
orgasmic
funniest
gentle
sweet
sexy
soft
fun
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I love of girlfriend
She’s so funny and playful.
She has rife calm smiles
Funny personalities
When she walks I feel happy
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I love my boyfriend
He’s too funny and playful.
He’s calm rife smiles
Funny personalities
when he walks I feel happy
12/12/19
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
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ooh we we
We are wee wee, baby
Tell me, tell me
You want me
You need me
I'll be more than,
just a friend
I'll be more than just a boyfriend
Ooh la-la
My, my, my ooh lala wee wee baby
ooh wee wee la dee la-di-da
7/18/71
Written words by The Corinthian © & James Edward Lee Sr © 1970/ 2020
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all colors coat
they emit a warmth that will never fade
your memory consumes me like a misunderstood wintertime with a secret
if my imagination was an artist that could do magic, i would recreate her fully
i would not change a thing with the exception of her occasional smoking habit
i would make the greenish brown monster dissolve and dissipate
i would put wellness and the sweet, gentle lips of the inspiring vaccine on a pedistal
then i would coat all colors again and play that old country song by that lady with the potential new boyfriend
the memory would finally live forever by the end of the song and the answer to my prayer
it's a crying shame, in directly bold plaid, that tomorrow is another day....of trying to move on
yet and still....Her Color's Colours Will Infinitely Float....
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Well let me tell you something,
before you run off with your boyfriend,
with his sports car and his twelve inch kielbasa
stretch out in his tight stone washed blue jeans;
Yes, sit there and shut up,
I'm sick of your bull-
and don't take me for a nice guy anymore,
you broke a invisible heart,
and forgot the tears,
love never won with you
and the roses got stuck to the bottom of your boot heel.
Then you sit there, with your batting brown eyes
and cry when I raise my voice,
and stand up for myself-
well now I don't care anymore,
Don't take me for a fool anymore
see me in the streets,
another guy, a poet walking in a gutter,
tell me more lies- that has never stopped you before,
go on now smack me in the face- DO IT! I dare you!
Break my back
and make me bleed,
but remember don't take me for a fool anymore.
Now go to your boyfriend
with his sports car and his twelve in kielbasa.
.2.23.2014.
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You said 'Yes I do'
You vowed your honour to me
You said 'I'll always love you'
To me that's your reason for being
You said 'for better or worse'
Now you try to walk out on me?
You said 'forever I will'
Now you want to go a new way?
Vows may mean nothing to you?
But to me I'll take them to my grave
I always told you that I'd die for you
How do you think it could end any other way?
I never thought that you'd cheat on me
Then bring him here to get your own way!
You're tied to the chair where you sit
Your arms are free but there is where you'll stay
I've made a dinner for you
You'll eat now and I'll bring more for you each day
The blind fold will be taken off soon
When you finished your meal one day
The man that you wanted to fool
Has fooled you and your boyfriend his way
Did you enjoy your meat?
The vegetables I seasoned my way
You wanted to consume me with grief?
You've consumed him in a different way.
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I've always loved girls, but I got tired of sleeping around
Oh she's got a boyfriend, we best keep it down
Sorry Ladies, but I was the type of man you didn't need around
I wasn't ready to be your king, so I shouldn't receive a crown
I came to you like a dream but didn't tell you my nightmares were there
Just hit you with lines, like you're beautiful & I like how you wear your hair
But I Broke a lot of hearts I didn't care to repair
Hurt most girls who chose to share my air
I know how to work them curves, and your body's great
But I'm too damaged to love you, you should dodge me babe
That was to complete the rhyme, please don't take the babe term with meaning
I'm battling my nightmares, I'm so sorry that I hurt your dreaming
I couldn't cope with depression and a relationship at the same time
So I slept with evey girl in sight to heal my heart and cure my mind
But I'm ready to give love a chance and raise my armour
But if this girl I'm in love with breaks my heart, I can't complain, because it will be Karma
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She doesn't want a boyfriend, she wants a winter love
She's on the prowl for a man to give her hugs
She's going to steal his hoodies and leave him cold
This is the saddest love story ever told
She looks and smiles and we fall for it
She gives us the number and we end up calling it
We link up, have a few dates and then we know what happens
The alcohol leads us to think the night had passion
We wake up next to a stranger we don't know
She offers us breakfast before we go
We stay for a bite to eat, next thing we're discussing the next date
She's the queen and has us in check mate
We let her wear our hoody, she keeps it forever
She'll still have it when we're not together
She uses a guy to keep her warm instead of buying a coat
I fear losing more hoodies than getting my heart broke
I've lost so many already, they're out there in the wild somewhere
I want my hoodies back, it's not fair
Please don't take it serious ladies, I'm just having fun
But if you want to wear hoodies, you'll have to buy your own one
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WHY GHOST IS SINGLE (ME);
Olivia is very lazy
She's also a bit crazy,
She once sent my mom a nude with the caption "Your son loves this "
You bet it didn't go so nicely.
Cecilia is very selfish,
And she loves to fish,
Once she has eaten well,
For all, she cares you can all go to hell.
Charlotte is a whore,
She gives James, Peter, John, Andrew, and 99 more,
She's like a charity organization,
I think she loves motion.
Aria never calls me honey,
Until she sees money,
That girl must have been born near a bank,
She hates seeing her handbag blank.
Chilling with Lillian is so fun,
Until you realize she has no buns,
Her back has no form,
She looks like the other boy I saw in Trieste.
Natalie always lifts my moods,
But bro have you seen her boobs,
They look like fallen soldiers,
And the left one looks like my roommate's slippers.
Josephine is very kind,
But that woman is out of her mind,
If she thinks I'll risk being caught by her boyfriend,
Bro that guy can beat me with one hand.
Ghost passing
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He has found himself much happier
In a life which no longer dictates
That he must be “himself”. She would rather
Go by a more feminine name, and I know
How much more comfortable she is in her
Newfound skin, the one that happened to have
Always been there. And in every movement,
As she swirls around her girlfriend, like a storm;
The woman who has accepted without question
Every stage of the transformation of her boyfriend
Into her current girlfriend. The idea of gender
Suddenly does not matter to her. To either
Of them. Because, I know what happiness
Looks like, and this love looks exactly like
My very own, the only kind I’ve known.
Because, I also know how often the children of
My generation have found themselves in
Defiance of their parents’ preoccupation
With providing their kin with a better life
A life on their terms of decency and familiarity.
I find we are all much happier
Providing our own definitions
Studying nature as it develops, naturally,
And finding happiness on our own terms
And based upon our own definitions.
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My heart is a mess right now but I promise I'll heal and be okay
Alcohol and love songs until these feelings go away
I hope he loves you right and you get to wear a crown
I've got to let go because she's got a boyfriend now
I'm not mad, I'm just really badly hurt
I'm trying to wish you the best, but my poetry has the saddest words
I had no right to fall for you, but how many times has a heart been wrong?
I need to be weak, until I can find a way to be strong
I don't know him but I hope he treats you right
I hope when you need him, he doesn't leave your side
Even though the thought of you with another man, makes me feel sick
For you to be happy is my only wish
I've got to pretend you don't exist in order to fix my heart
I blocked you because pictures of you and him will rip me apart
If it doesn't work out, or he begins to make you feel alone
Please leave me out of it, I don't want to see your name flash up on my phone
I won't be a second choice, or someone to do that favour
You chose him, so I'm not going to be here for you later
They say there's plenty more fish, but you had me hooked
I don't need a new girl yet, Brandy and Weeknd's music will be enough
I'll get over you, it'll just take some time
Trying to think of anything to keep you off my mind
I had to let go, I don't have it in me to be around
I wish you were still mine, but you have a boyfriend now
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You could hurt me accidentally it would sting I would care but yet I wouldn't care
It's still would hurt but it serves the purpose I still will pray for you anyway
it's not about your beauty it's not it's it's your spirit's heart
it's not about intimacy sexual intercourse it's not about materialistic gains it's not
It is not about the wrinkles of your brain it's about your physical well-being to me
And your spiritual soul salvation you bring to me means a lot
I'm not your Father God I'm your brother in Christ Jesus first always
I'm not your boyfriend though that wouldn't be a bad thing be it priestly and Royal
Only! But I feel I'm not worthy I'm not your husband this space still closed
If you never saw me again I would understand
If never speak my name leave this state or town never call me ever be around
Still I would still will be I will be praying daily pray for you always
You are my soul darling if you were to accept me or accept me not still pray for you always
For this I must ages no distance as long as there's Christ in it
Even if you say no it's still I pray for you often so
As well as love you more it's a decision not a disillusional
So God think of you always fall in love with God we sing criteria of joy just your vision your voice is all I need for right now I pray that hard so that's strong your first love is God
As I watch on
4/2/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
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In one urban area in the Midwest, there lived a young, beautiful lady named A. She wanted to get married so young because she dreamed of having a dozen children.
One day, A met a young guy named B. They felt it's "love at first sight" and so they became girlfriend and boyfriend so early. Nothing too serious happened between the two during the eleven months of good relationship. On the twelfth month, B disappeared. A searched for B the whole month, but never saw him again.
A met a new guy, named C. They became closed so quick and spent eleven months of laughter and enjoyment. On the twelfth month, however, C died. A was brokenhearted and grieved one whole month. A said to herself that she doesn't want to fall in love again.
A month later, she met a different guy named D. A decided not to have a serious relationship with anyone anymore. Their relationship lasted a year and parted ways.
A met another guy, named E. She did the same thing. And every year thereafter, she just changed her boyfriend in the next twenty years -- meeting F, G, H, I... and Y. On the twenty-first year, A met Z. Their relationship lasted almost a year too.
A wrote on her diary everything about her previous relationships, good and not so good that she felt and experienced in her life. She even decided to publish her diary and keep it for life. When she called the publishing company she contacted for printing, she was asked to appear in person. It's the editor who requested her to come over.
When A met the editor, she was surprised. She met B again after twenty-five long years. And finally, A was married.
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A heart so big
She couldn’t help herself
She’d give and she’d give
Just couldn’t help herself
Just couldn’t say no
Never seen the reason why
It never hurt to give
It only hurt to be stolen from
Toys that were given to her where stolen
Clothes that were bought for her were stolen
Relationships given to her were stolen
Privacy given to her were stolen
But when these people asked for something she had
She’d never say no
“I need you to give them your signature so we can withdraw all of the money from your bank”
Sure she’d ask why but she never said no
“I’m your mother; I’ll pay you back!”
Because that was her mother she couldn’t say no
A brother she’s lived with until he was kicked out for the final time
His loving kinship reminisced by her in pictures of her as baby
Her first dog given away in a bout of her mother’s selfish anger
With a heart so big deceit was consistently persistent
Her first boyfriend would ask and ask and she’d finally give in
Because he said he loved her
“Even after I graduate high school, we will still be together”
He graduated high school and they are no longer together
Her first diary once used as a method of venting had to be hidden from this place to that place
In an attempt for freedom of thought after she found an ill willed message from a subscriber unbeknownst to her named, Mom
Money would go missing so she hid that from place to place and then one day it was burning in a lamp
Once she seen her brother putting his belongings in a garbage bag
She cried, went for her stash and gave him her last – it was a little over sixty dollars
This girl knows no karma but her heart continues to beat
She gave most of her heart to the people of the planet
Now she dreams to be one with the planet where she will give the last of her beating heart
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Few years ago a funny thing happened on the way to mall
As I was walking a really beautiful girl hugged me, Lol
She told me to play along and to a guy introduced me as her boyfriend
She was still giving me embrace and I was feeling all cozy and cold
That guy ask me my name and said that its been a pleasure
Told me that he is her ex and he is glad that her new boyfriend
Is ugly as a hell
After that guy left,she said me thanks and proceed to leave
Thinking that this might be my chance, I proceed
I told her that I am the nephew of famous romantic person uncle steve
And trying to be romantic I told her that she had stolen my heart just like a thief
It is love at first sight, atleast that's what I believe
If I am Adam, shall you be my Eve?
For a second I thought that she was impressed
Hurray I thought that I had passed the test
But she said are you insane? O romantic soul have some shame
you don't even know my name And I was right, all guys are same
But another funny thing happened to me, this time in my home
My mother told me that a family is coming to see me
And might like me, so you have dress to change and hairs to comb
Feeling really nervous I opened the door and guess what. It was a jackpot
I saw a couple, with them the same girl I met in the mall
Now she was begging me not to tell her parents about her ex
Years later I asked her one question that If I hadn't met you at mall
Upon seeing me, would you have still said yes
Bingo, she said no, funny how fate plays
A funny thing in mall turned into a beautiful marriage
And now we shall be together for rest of my life and for always
4 July 2018
28 lines
A fictional poem
For the contest " A funny thing happened on the way to "
Sponsor " Robert Haigh"
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Emma Cheng, whether anyone believes and likes it or not, is the most beautiful girl I'd ever met. She's the sun that shines daylight, the most beautiful moon that appears at night, and a shining star. Emma's amazing, she's down-to-earth, and she sets my soul on fire. Emma's also this beautiful Chinese gal I ever laid my eyes on, especially whenever I'm around her. She gets more beautiful and more beautiful every single time I see her. My heart skips a beat whenever I see her. I'm really tempted to tell Emma that not only do I have true romantic feelings for her, but I have a crush on her, too, but I get way too nervous, but I have deeper feelings for this beautiful Chinese girl. I love the way she smiles, I love her soft, beautiful black hair, and I love her amazing black pearl eyes. Now I've got a real feeling that Emma and I are meant to be together, despite the cultural difference. The feelings I have for this beautiful Chinese princess are completely out of control, and I'm trying to contain them. But then again, somewhere down the line, I'll have to show and tell Emma how I truly feel about her (romantically speaking). The moment I first met Emma Cheng, I've always thought she was amazing; only if I and her were meant to be together, even though I'm an autistic African-American guy, and she's Chinese. And boy, if I were her real boyfriend (she had a real man in her life), I wouldn't let anyone hurt her, I wouldn't cheat on her with any other female, even if one is as beautiful as Emma, and I'd never break her heart. Plus, I would never let Emma's beauty and love go to waste. Of course, we'll have our ups and downs and all, but I know that we will get through this. And if I were to tell Emma Cheng that I was so deeply in love with her somewhere down the line and she was to fall so deeply in love with me, then sparks will fly between the both of us. I hope she and I are meant to be together forever.
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The words I Love You taken to lightly misused guilt cross the mind of many.
Truth of the matter is I believe that she is lost. The many paths she had chosen. Somehow, something happened and time seem to have just jumped from one point to another as she blames the world for her misdeeds that lead to something in life she wasn't able to understand. She talked about change though need to focus on changing her ways.
Blurred out the words I Love You so much she's out of touch of her own personal life an how she should feel. She's struggling with an emotional bond. What she does isn't right but she believes her speed is all natural and we can't question her beauty. Only sometimes when her attitude makes her so ugly you can't stand her presence. She wants sympathy from others. Attention hungry. Just having a pretty face doesn't get what you need out of life she knows she needs to improve her inner beauty. Though she has all the wrong answers. She believes Back seat of cars answer the questions needed allowing men to touch her soul, and her boyfriend wasn't any different, closed doors.
Many men know her past better than she does, small town girl wanting to be in the real world. Body worn damages taken toll a nasty attitude spread even her so call friends seem to make excuses for her past. It's the same story shared by them and compared.
Damages made, it was too late to save her because she blames the world around her along with the people that loves her. Whats next? She been passed around already and daddy's little girl never have been so little or innocent, just bent. Confused, no understanding of her own life and a child hangs in the balance, as she cries wondering whats wrong with her. Her short term relationships always suffers situation gets worst. Protection kept close because her bed tells stories of so call love encounters.
Whats next? Who will be the blame for relationships gone wrong? So many excuses made and love never played its role. Just spoken words, meaningless. Just like the thoughts that come to her mind. Times tells it proven facts. The ones that cares are pushed away, she loves the pain she feels inside. Holding her umbrella that rains, yet she smiles. Rain boots wet inside, shell grow up one day just praying time doesn't catch her looking for love in all the wrong places.
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Where are you Tink,When are you coming home?
K missed me more than I knew,
But I was so caught up in work ,with my new life.
It was almost Christmas and I wanted to go home but the stress of work and
adjusting to this new place was tough.
I called K sometimes to make sure she was okay but then I realized had not for awhile.
She was always on my mind,she lived a nightmare taken for granted by her spouse ,
Whom to him she was a burden,
Yet in her fragile state,she had hope,she had love.
A cruel mother who wronged her,without seeing the true colours of the culprit.
It shattered me to watch her suffer from this blood thirsty annihilation called Leukaemia everyday. I wasn't there,I was helpless so far away.
She was strong,stronger than any person I knew ,
Her faith made her the most gentle soul,
She lived for her daughter with every ouch of strength left in her,
Sometimes I called and she was drained to the core
Locked away and kept like a slave.
Holidays came as quick as the breeze but I was so busy I couldn't fly to and see her.
I knew she needed me and missed me ..
I called her on Christmas day and told her I loved her for a moment.
Old Years Morning I woke up a new dawn was near,
I heard the door bell rang, It was my boyfriend all energized,
So early babe to see me ,are you alright?
He took my hand and walked me the table
Sat me down and said to me "I have something to tell you"
Confusion filled my head ,Was he going to propose ?
I knew he wanted to for awhile ,but like this I thought it wasn't romantic.
Out came the words that pierced through my body like a knife,K's dead babe she
died this morning,
I said "Is this some kind of joke because it's not funny ?Then he held me then left me to be alone"
I ran upstairs and sat in the study searched for her picture and cried my life out,
I didn't get to see her or tell her I loved her"
She must hate me because she wanted to see me .
At her funeral on my Birthday as I watched her lifeless body,
So pale and sad,
I would not be able to laugh with her , go fishing,walk on the beach like the old days,
She wasn't here any more I had to face that fact,
What ripped me apart everyday was not telling her on her last days
,How much she meant to me although I am sure she knew, But still
When I wake up sometimes and call her phone I forget she's no longer here and I
cry myself to sleep.
I try to be strong everyday to live for her and not forget,
Never take anyone for granted or you will live in regret.
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