My Breath

A Poem by mrdee53

Came up with this at work

I always carry a pack of gum

Whenever I leave the house in case

I meet a pretty girl that day

The thought scares me to death

I chew on the stick of minty courage

To give the girl a chance for her

To decide I'm ugly based on my face

And not because of my breath

© 2013 mrdee53

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Added on December 3, 2013
Last Updated on December 3, 2013

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mrdee53

Toronto, ON, Canada

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Functioning mental disorder suffering amateur poet who writes whatever comes to mind (usually in 10 minutes or less). Don't expect perfection, expect raw thoughts on paper. I appreciate all feedback, .. more..

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