That Other Woman
...you promised me the moon and the starsYou swore to show me wonders
I sat patiently, waiting to see
All that you promised we could be
I understood the situation
And I took a chance
Togehter we were close to perfection,
And now there is no romance
I can't be the other woman
I just wanted you to be my man
I love you, but I can't keep running around
Sometimes we fight, and I don't even know what it's about
You were wonderful at first
Since then, things are getting worse
Maybe two women can share one man,
But I can't be That Other Woman!
Poetry by Chuma
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Written on 2007-05-21 at 14:03
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