Last Thing You're Getting from Me

Last Thing You're Getting from Me

A Poem by FrikinFrancesca
"

I am mad obviously. I am done though.

"

F**k you.
Don't speak to me.
I hate you, I'm through.
if you didn't notice.
Just leave me be.
You sit there and copy.
That is all you do. Go ahead and flee.
You are beginning to get very sloppy.
As if you really cared, I wish you'd f*****g get a clue.
I am sick of your lies,
I don't want to be friends.
This is where I cut my ties
I am finally seeing things clearly through this lens
You come to me with your cries.
You know, what? I'm done.

"You're my best friend."
Whatever you say.
You think I'll be here forever.
This is where things fade to gray.
I bet you think you're quite clever.
Our friendship was obviously as strong as clay.
But this is where you get a giant whatever.
Thank for the betray.
This is the last thing you are getting from me.

© 2009 FrikinFrancesca


Author's Note

FrikinFrancesca
Ranting is very nice.

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NOW THIS IS ONE AMAZING PIECE HERE!!!!
I agree with you, some people have problems.
Awesome write.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Added on September 7, 2009