I really do like you
I was calling everyone telling them about my boo...
The lord mustn’t love me
We both show no propriety...
Not really a slang poem it just wouldn't accept...
This is for my Diddums, Joesy, Joey, my rock and...
I gave you my heart,
You ripped it in two...
Music is my lova.
Together we create beautiful sounds...
I hate him, but I love him,
I need him, and I don't...
I kinda miss your phone calls
And hanging at your place...
Daddy please dont hit me today,
please daddy I dont want to be sent away...
I don\'t want to have to wait
Until you’re too far gone...
She speaks of beauty
Making me smile...
Its down to the point
when we cant work it out...
She conceals her tearz
Covers her Fearz...