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May 2014
Watch out!…

Phew!…

What a close call!
If I answered
The mood swing
Would of left me
Disconnected
Out of line
Without a chance
To be
Reconnected
I call connect
To recollect
The lost connection
But
Your long distance
From sanity
Is costly
For each instant
It costs more minutes
To make up
For the lost time
Together
The way we once were
To gather
The few good thoughts of you
And converse
Usually
Ultimately
Brings the worse
The opposite
The converse
Of what’s expected
As you spew
The **** slew of issues
You’ve had with me
Turning romantic comedy
Into tragedy
I could’ve forgave you
For not forgiving me
But you’re giving me
Too many reasons
To Sprint
Like a ****** Mobile
From his *** drive
My batteries dies
Before I make
My final destination
But when I Boost
I promise to lose
The number
Of times I came back to you
Let it slip my mind
As I find a new
Server
To subdue
Subconsciously I already
Knew
You
Weren’t ready at all
Joseph Childress
Written by
Joseph Childress  30/M/Detroit
(30/M/Detroit)   
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