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Apr 2015
I once figured you were the feeling in my chest from the music's kick drum,
Now I just realized that you were the
cause of the twisted lyrics.
The drum was my heart,
And I'm leaving before you can rip it apart.
You had your chance,
You ****** it over for "romance"
And don't get me wrong
He's a great guy,
But I wonder what he would do if he knew how sly,
How ******* sly and devious you were being,
I wonder how many romantic lines you were repeating to both of us.
"I adore you"
"I adore you"
Just like the phrase you repeated
"It'll **** you."
Every **** day of the week,
You told me smoking would **** me,
So I extinguished the cigarette,
And noticed the bad taste in my mouth.
I gave it up for you.
I gave it all up for you.
But as I see you two,
Your eyes dart to me,
For some sort of ******* sympathy?
You ****** me over so don't look to me.
I reach in my pocket,
And grab a cigarette,
I turn away,
And light it up.
I'm extinguishing our flame,
And now seeing your face leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
I hope you see how better I'm doing without you next week.
Poems she'll never read, but are therapeutic to write. My 3:00 a.m writings are way too sloppy.
Escalus
Written by
Escalus  Thomaston, Georgia.
(Thomaston, Georgia.)   
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