By Arcassin Burnham
Days like this , they got me wishin',
To be a witness,
Unholy to these intentions, their bad
intentions,
You can't be , wrong all of the time, its
not my business,
Suspicious, is what you're being, we're
hiding secrets now ?
Is this it? Do we do all this for absolutely
nothin'?
There's something , you're not telling me,
You're hiding something,
Can't do this, it's eating at my brain like
*******,
through this , your eyes say it all, I can not
Do this.
I can not do this.
Burning all the pictures that you sent me.
I was completely a fool to love you.
I hope you have every bad thing coming.
I will remember not make the same mistake.
©abpoetry2018
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