Baby, There is Only Room for One of UsA Poem by Xanthous Crow
Oh, man!
How easy it was to fool you! To seduce you with lies, And to comfort you with subtle wiles. But now I guess it is time to come clean... (Oh, how I dread to think of it!) I never really cared, About your problems and your issues. It was all a ruse to make me look good and caring And to let me inside. And, oh, boy! did I get inside - Of you and your head and your heart. And I tore it all up just for the hell of it. Because, hey, why the f**k not? I never really cared, babe. All you were, and ever will be to me, Is meat. Baby, there is only room for one of us, here - And you sure as hell ain't in the picture. © 2012 Xanthous CrowFeatured Review
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3 Reviews Added on October 14, 2012 Last Updated on October 14, 2012 AuthorXanthous CrowMount Erebus, AntarcticaAbout"Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancho.. more..Writing
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