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Your Ex-Boyfriend
feb 26/01
You like to tell me stories
About your ex-boyfriend
How strong he was, how handsome
So very much a man
And rich, lots of money
To buy you useless things
And that cock of his
What a perfect penis he had
Made you wet just to see it
Fulfilled your every desire
What a guy, too bad he?s gone now
You really miss him, don?t you?
But I remember him differently
You used to phone and tell me stories
Late at night when no one else cared
About how your then-boyfriend
Had used his great strength
To slap your face, bruise your arms
Blacken your eye and bloody your lip
But you couldn?t call the cops
It must have been you own fault
You loved him oh-so much
He was so handsome that?s true
He told you that almost every day
And reminded you how ugly you were
Imperfect, lacking, too much or too little
That you were lucky he noticed you at all
So very much a man, he forbid you
To visit friends like me, or any men
When he wasn?t there to supervise
Lots of money, he held it over you
That he was so much better than you
At every important thing
And that cock of his? That perfect dink?
I remember you calling, crying, at 4 am
To tell me he?d been sticking
That wondrous penis of his
Into your then-best friend
Or those other friends you used to have
Or your 17 year old cousin
Or all those sluts he?d meet in bars
What a guy, too bad he?s gone now
Dumped you like a sack of shit
He?d grown tired of your tears
And walked away without looking back
Oh yes, him you really miss
But I?ve been here all along
A fool in love who tried to help
When all you wanted was to be hurt.
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what a clear scope of what goes on with too many women
very good, i can feel the frustration and the sarcasm, but also the care...
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Harsh, cold, and absolutely true.
Damn fine work.
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*blushes*
Thanks! It's hard to write in such a personal, intimate fashion. But worth it, I think.
I've been dealing with the fact that several women I know have worshiped guys who were assholes, but had one thing in common: big cocks. Go figure, it appears that size does matter. As you can guess, I'm "just" an average guy. It really hurts to hear how much shit these womwn put up with, and how easy it is for them to brush me off.
So yes, frustration, sarcasm to hide some of the anger, but still I love those women. No one's perfect, and luckily I've found love based on who I am, not "what I've got in my pants".
