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Loves 360

I love you, I need you,

it seems like yesterday I was saying those words,

Now telling you I love you would seem absurd.

I hate you, its funny how people change,

I used to feel comfortable around you,

now things feel so strange.

I can't believe you lied,

When I think of all I've done for you, all i can do is cry.

those who have faith go astray,

this is true because you chose to look the other way.

For something you felt was there, or you was missing,

I can't believe I walked in on you and my best friend kissing.

A fool for love applied to me but not no more,

I used to call you my angel,

now I'm calling you a whore.

I should have saw the signs, I thought forever we would be,

It's crazy how love can do a complete 360. 

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Valerie Beasley...

Maurice…  Yes, it is crazy but it happens when someone betrays you so carelessly.  This is a very emotional write…hurt and anger.  This situation is tragic.

val

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Maurice Boyd

This poem is dear to me. It is something that affected me and others at some point in there life.
I thank you much for reading my work.

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