you dont even understand
you got me feeling like a junkie
running hand to hand
i thought you loved me?
i guess it was all a dream.
your love hit me like a lazor beam
i cant 4 give you dat easily
i want to but it seem like
life is a game to you
the game is over
im through
and this is da truth

by Mysharae Jackson

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Love the simple words, the appropriate vernacular, and the message. You demonstrate a great versatility for a young poet. I hope you continue to write and develop. Rgds, Ivan