Matty
This poem is my love, who do I speak of?
I'm talking about Matty, not a girl named Patty.
I'm mean my boyfriend, who I will always defend.
I'll love him forever, I will leave never.
I'm probably making no sense, get some commonsense.
I love my boyfriend Matty, he makes me really chatty.
Matty makes me happy, he doesn't make me feel trashy.
The last relationship I was in, the first date was already garbage thrown in the bin.
This relationship though, makes me think whoa.
This is new, to feel like I'm not just here for people to screw.
I know Matty will never hurt me, and I will never hurt he.
I love you Matty, so so much!
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