WingmanA Poem by Breezie Kae
I think I need Cupid as my wingman;
I swear this thing is driving me crazy. I think I just need a new angel. Leave it to something divine, leave it to something out of my control. I just don't want the responsibility. Leave it to something crazy, leave it to myself. Nothing's getting done. I just need my man Cupid. Why isn't he backing me up? It's not as simple as it is in the movies. © 2010 Breezie Kae |
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