Your Sweetheart?

by Debi Lyn 10/25/21


Twice now you've called me sweetheart. I've no idea why.

I'm not your sweetheart; you don't love me – that just makes me cry.


Even though you have a house, 2 cars, a job, a truck,

all you have to offer is to f*** f*** f***, f*** f***!


What was it that I saw at first? Was it real or fake?

You seemed so sweet & thoughtful, but now you only take.


I'm sure you think in different terms, painting you in better light.

Without the pretense & the games, to be a prince, you might


Instead your prowess only serves your ego, sad but true.

If you really thought me your sweetheart, there'd be no one but ME for you!



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