What day is this?A Poem by drave
What the f**k??
What THE f**k?? What the f**k am I supposed to do? I went out...I got drunk without you.. I came home alone...I talked to the waitress that gave me a ride about her man I told you that I was home as soon as I got there I missed you tonight I spilled an insanely sticky drink all over myself While waiting impatiently for you to respond to me I openly admitted that I was in a needy mood(implying that I'd totally get over it) I know that you don't really get shook up over anything as petty as emotions and caring Unless family is involved... You warned me.. I was told... But when you remembered my tastes I was stricken.. And when you took such good care of me I was taken.. And when you drew on me I was possessed.. I never said that I love you..but I see you running off just the same.. RRRRAAAIIIDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!! BOOOOOM! © 2010 drave |
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1 Review Added on September 13, 2010 Last Updated on September 13, 2010 AuthordraveTXAboutNew to the site..old to writing..trying to kind of kick start a tired muse. I can handle criticism and am definitely looking for new friends/influences/sources/enemies/co-conspirators/nut jobs/ect... more..Writing
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