Jade

They were three years apart.

And she gave him her heart. 

After two years,

She cried in tears. 

Her name was Jade.

And she felt so played. 

The day she was gone,

He knew he was wrong.

He wanted her back,

But her heart was now black.

She was so hurt,

But knew her worth.

Three months went by…

She met a new guy.

He was a perfect distraction

For some birthday action.

She turned twenty-one.

Now having some fun.

The timing was right.

She now feels all right.

The girl who was broken

Is a brand new gold token.

This poem is about: 
Me

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