The Perfect Woman

As I stand behind the door
I see face I've never seen before
Cute and round with lucious lips
With the coke bottle shape in the hips
Pretty brown eyes and pearly whites
This woman had everything a man would like
But behind closed doors my dear readers
She was cold and heartless because me would mistreat her
Smiling on the outside but hurting within
She yearned for the right man but let the wrong one in
Hurting those she comes across
It's nothing more than a simple lost
So you see the game she plays
Are only a mere reflection of her previous day's

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