My Bets on YouA Poem by chandlerlI can't be happy. I don't know why. Maybe it's all the homework, making me cry, but my bets on you and the way that you talk. Behind everyone's back. Spinning the handle of the rumor mill. Truths or lies it doesn't matter, it's none of y our business. It doesn't concern you Or does it make you feel better knowing that you are now in the center, of everyone else's tears. © 2012 chandlerl |
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Added on December 24, 2012 Last Updated on December 24, 2012 Authorchandlerlantioch, CAAboutIve been a writer for a long time...disspite my age...I write mostly dark...twisty stuff...with an occasional light at the end... more..Writing
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