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how is it my fault
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other You aint got your kids
you aint got a place to live
how is it my fault
i tried to help
you used me
spit in my face
so how is that my fault
you get called a whore
you get told your an unfit mother
how is that my fault
you think you
can run me down
because i'm doing better
than you
how is that my fault
you blame me cuz your lazy
you blame me cuz you can't be faithful to one person
you blame me for your being a whore
how the fuck is that my fault
Vent On!
I was just thinkin' that today. I'm better than fine, and you used to disrespect me, now I'm finer than fine and you're back. What could you possibly want? :) I feel this poem ~Allets~