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I sit here and think about most of the guys.
I sit here and believe they all agree to only the hot prize.
All they care for is how thin or thick you are.
All they care for is how tall or small you are.
Hell they even care for what bra size you are.
I sit here in shame.
I sit here to blame.
I believe they all only want that one thing.
They don’t care for the real prize
they don’t care for how sweet or nice we are.
They all sit there and stare and believe we are not that fare.
They don’t look in our eyes and see the real prize.
- by Smallwonders42 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/25/2009 |
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- Title: Prize
- Artist: Smallwonders42
- Description: its about a guy....who used all the girls he could see.....i was one of them....T-T its painful to think about it....but its something i have to remember.....
- Date: 11/25/2009
- Tags: prize
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- Scrapeon - 09/24/2011
- You must forgive yourself, you could not know that you were going to be used, could not know you were making a mistake. Remember the lesson, dont give yourself easy, and show them the real prize by being yourself, be abstinent, and search for the man that wants you for you, not what you have, I am one of those few men that exists, yet I am taken, but I can advise you the path to which you must take, but I only suggest it as it is your choice.
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- personadamel1 - 11/29/2009
- i was reasy by girls so i now how you feel' you could say that i'm more in tush with my femanen said then some guys. i think that you are 100% right but that is not for all the guys out there take it from someone how nows what his tolking about. p.s. if someone makes fun of you just because yor been your self trust me my sis is just like you in a way that is keep it cool p.s.s i like your avatar.
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