Poem -

Break of Dawn

Break of Dawn

You got me
All these flowers
They're scattered
On the floor

And I'm stomping on them
I'll never love you again
Get over your ego
I don't need you anymore
Everybody knows
You're such a bore

Annoying like the weeds
In my back lawn
Faded like your jacket
I'm gonna pawn
A ripped up sketch
I've drawn
I'll be over you
By the break of dawn

You brag about your money
Never about me
What a wasted ring

Music playing
On the radio
And I hope you know
I'm singing about you

I cut those weeds down
With a wicked blade
And that's when you
Started too fade
Into the break of dawn
At the end of my lawn