it's not with whips
it's the words you let slip
anytime you talk
i just stand and gawk
i can't believe
you'd do this to me
i though that you
would want me to be happy
i guess i was wrong
it won't be long
till you again talk
and i again gawk
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Poems of Me
PoëzieThis is a collection of poems I have created. I hope you enjoy! Not all are about me, but a lot are. These poems are what I am and what I feel. Sometimes it's not totally me but someone(normally a woman) who comes to me from insides and inspires me...
