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Oct 2017
Poetry and I have broken up,
Words were spoken, she took dog.

We tried speaking to someone together,
They didn't say much, just listened.

Poetry and I are back together,
We had a chat, she gave me cat.

We're going away together soon,
Nice hotel, gonna read horse together.

The trip didn't go well,
Things were said, she took a fence.

It's my faulty though, I spoke poorly,
I have no fence.
Written by
Pete Leon  39/M/Leeds, England
(39/M/Leeds, England)   
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