Whatever this is
Water on wax
Drips and slides ,
And Doesn't stick
Goldy gold
No more glitter- itter
Little to no luster
Brutally cruel polite brute
Snatched umbrella
Abandoned me in downpour
Created havoc
Now I think
Think and think
Give you a taipen bite
Watch you
Wiggle, squirm , scream
Serving you your meal
Whether water or wax
You have it both...
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He is always busy so busy that I never felt more lonely...I don't want to wait but can't stop myself from waiting for him...why do I do this to me ? Why do I let him do this to me ?
