![]() This TimeA Poem by sinNsincerityThis time… Was the first… She kissed me and Then I slid my hand up Into her coin purse. That was sixth grade In the bathroom stall. The second time… My love stalled. She said some s**t that Made my heart hurt. I guess it was my fault Because I initiated the flirt With a simple talk That would later on Enable my germs To venture out into the earth. Furthermore, Fast forward… I was a sophomore... Around that time My pulse couldn’t Go on anymore…, But later on... “F**k It” Was my motto I began to view life more abstract Picasso… I graduated high school and at The same time I FELT as if I won and lost the lotto. I gained, But lost a lot of friends To DEATH who I never Saw in my tomorrows... Moreover, Like a comb over... This filled my soul with Plenty of sorrows. Until you let me borrow… More than your time, But then you told me that the Glass was running On its last hour. How sour! And for a long while This forced me to become more than jaded Because I got tired of being the one Who always waited… The last time… I swore to myself that this would Be the last time I would ever put my heart On the line again… But I lied again And we sinned again We were never meant to Be friends! This time… Lead me on to say, “Next time.” © 2015 sinNsincerityFeatured Review
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