Rhyme.A Poem by citymouse
would it save you time?
If I were to rhyme? You are an insult to my intellect. My biggest regret. This is me letting go. forgeting every thing I know. I hope you know this is the cross I bear. This isn't fair. I'm not your cheat sheet. I am not sweet. Not anymore. You better walk out that goddam door.
© 2014 citymouseAuthor's Note
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