She

She

A Poem by DEAN FARNELL

I did suspect,
Something fishy,
And I will come over,
A little bitchy.

He's out tonight, 
With her again.
I remembered her,
When we were friends.

It's just that when,
She last saw me,
She seemed to leave,
Her cup of tea.

I thought mine tasted, 
Weird that day,
When all my life,
Just drained away.

Her shoulders there,
For him to cry,
I want so much, 
To tell him why.

Her dreams came true,
With just one pill,
But she's out of luck,
Iv'e signed our will.

© 2012 DEAN FARNELL


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DEAN FARNELL
DEAN FARNELL

HENLOW, BEDFORD, United Kingdom



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A Poem by DEAN FARNELL