Poem -
bad interrelationship skills
Dont say
You love me
You love me
You love me
You fucking whore
Walking right out that door
You love me
You love me
You love me
This isnt a game
Your playing ith forces beyond your control
You love me
You love me
You love me
She enters the door
That filthy whore
Just had another trip
Around the town
You love me
You love me
You love me
She hands me a box
I open the top
It's a present
I'm an ass
I'm an ass
I'm an ass
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Comments
You had me reading this a few times. I loved it.
Great write :)
Val ♥
I had a certain song stuck in my head, which name I cannot remember,and whenever that happens I star tfilling in words to create a new meaning, thats what happened here.
Pretty cool. I want to write a song! I think I finally might try to. Thanks for the inspiration ♥