Nice Guy
I let it happen again, I swore I wouldn't
Are we on or are we not
I put up with your shit, I listen all the time
So tired of being the nice guy
Pull me out a few days a month
When everyone else is fed up with you
I don't want to be just your sometimes friend
I don't want to be your emotional tampon
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These are good.... and as gross as that sounds, I love the last line in this first poem!
I LOVE this one. Very very good.
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