poetry in little black books. secrets told in the night not writing poetry 'it's lost it's allure' no beat poetry for you and me in a gym not a damn thing share nothing.
getting disowned by the family legally, now that was a suprise too i asked you to share you said 'no thanks' you said 'i dont take this seriously' you said 'it's time to run off and find someone entertaining'
you said 'take a bite of my leg i love to run i want to have you imbibe that part of me' you said 'lets make love' you said 'you'll never understand what it meant when i lost her'
oh darling, i've lost you i have.
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