You're Not GodA Poem by MARZI swear I'm not idolizing you I still remember the dandruff in your hair and the tiny blackheads in your nose and the keloid scar on your back.
I swear I'm not molding you into something you cannot live up to You're not God and I'm not going to pretend like I'm not going to want the money later when things become due but
for now, I'm buying the ticket It's spent and there's no regret for now, I'm buying the ticket.
You don't know it, but I'll see you Sunday, baby.
© 2008 MARZReviews
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3 Reviews Added on March 9, 2008 AuthorMARZNew York City, NYAboutI'm a writer. I write in broken stanzas because I think in broken stanzas. You probably think that way, too. I live in Costa Rica as an English teacher, and I'm trying to get my book off the gro.. more..Writing
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