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Mr. Right

I'm still waiting for Mr. Right
I don't care if he's black, and I don't care of he's white 
I always look for looks and style
when I really need to thinbk a while
My ex was cute and black
everytime I saw him I wanted to have an attack
he was funny and smart and love my personality
but I ended quick, snapping into reality
It wasn't like he started getting ugly or extremely boring
He was sex determined and really annoying
My other ex I hate him, he was just a jerk
he liked me, so he claimed, and it could have worked
but he liked weed and his friends more than me
but thank you honey, you helped me see
I don't know what I like anymore
I guess I have the rest of this time to explore                
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Mr. Right, by Brandi Butler 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 5 reviews.
Byron London 6 months ago
Rest of time to explore.he's out there somewhere.
Pericles Hadjistillis More than 1 year ago
i think that in many times this is true! But dont be afraid life is a constant search!
Faheem Jawaid More than 1 year ago
Extremely nice read with plenty of natural flow, both in thought and the poem.
Rohini Renee More than 1 year ago
good work
kaitlin proctor More than 1 year ago
its very honest and kinda sad , but you got it so dont lose it!!
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