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November 24, 2009 @ (colorado)

Tags: paris, poem, rhyme


I went to paris with my girlfriend of one year
To stay for four weeks in the city of love
But after three weeks it became very clear
The love that we had was not the kind they were speaking of
We fought all the time on the stupidest of things
Each second was one that I wanted to escape
Her control of me made me want to scream
And the love of her became something I couldn't take
So after one fight about cutting my hair
It came out that I couldn't take anymore
And after tears and pain I could hardly bear
Our tumultuous love turned into war
The last week was filled with fights and tears
I spent 1500 dollars on hotel rooms
And at the peak of the fights when the end of the trip appeared
We had to spend 8 hours on the plane sitting next to each other
Worst day of my entire life


       


 

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Haha

May 13, 2011


i think its a poem


     


TrainReq

November 25, 2009


Maybe if you could figure out how to use capitalization and punctuation she wouldn't have dumped your stupid ass.


     


sped

November 24, 2009


so you've just learned that you are a douchebag. The bitch got you to buy her a trip to Paris. She was probably fucking the lifeguard by the pool while you were crying in the bathroom.