I Was Used
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Randy McClave
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She was my lover
I had hoped,
But, I was doped;
I bought her that and this,
But, I never got a kiss.
I never held her hand
As I had wanted,
I was daunted;
She was always amused,
And I was always used.
Randy L. McClave
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