Poem -
When You Blow
The sparks don't fire
Like they use too
I get so tired
Of you
I'm sorry but,
I don't think
This is going to go on
I'm sorry but,
I know you've been
Playing me all along
So maybe it's best if
I left you alone
Maybe it's best
To leave your home
Before you blow...
Again
You start so many battles
I can't win
The only fire that sparks
Is the one outside your heart
You never knew me that well
Everyone could always tell
So I consider it my fault
When you beat me and yell
Even every opportunity
That I fell
So maybe it's safe if I go
Maybe not, I don't know
But I don't wanna be here
When you blow
I regret putting on
That show,
Acting like you'd never
Stoop that low
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Comments
It all depends on what type of "blowing" you're referring to here, Joseph.
If she "blows", don't be quite so eager to kick her to the curb too soon, ya know?
Girls like that are hard to find, especially ones that are actually good at blowing.
Anyhow, if you do decide to send her packing, please, point her in my direction.
I'll be waiting...
~Dean
The blow is referring to anger and it's also referring to a guy not a girl.
And literally NO people I know are desperate enough to want someone that comments something like that.
Ah, I see.
Then perhaps you need to run in different circles.
~Dean