Queen of NothingA Poem by YheelaThe light outside is too bright, My new skirt is covered in cat hair, F**k this s**t! Super late for work. Too expensive coffee in too small cups, Whisper in her ear, See me! Ask me! I'm yours! Messing up her files, Subway is crowded. Waiting for your booty call. I forget myself. © 2014 Yheela |
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1 Review Added on October 2, 2014 Last Updated on October 2, 2014 AuthorYheelaGotene, SwedenAboutReader, geek, published poet and author, gamer, nerd, mom, lazy, N7, wannabe, kind, Browncoat, ironic, Borderlander, crafty and a lot more ... ~*~ more..Writing
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