YeahA Poem by a_methysteYou love someone Abstract That seems not to be there Life spoiling you another time Here it is Bum Not yours And all you do is write poetry Because you got to take something Out of this damn anyway
You love someone
Abstract That seems not to be there Life spoiling you another time Here it is Bum Not yours And all you do is write poetry Because you got to take something Out of this damn anyway And strangely They turn good Oh the irony. © 2024 a_methyste |
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