She was angry with me
I knew exactly why
But I didn't have it in me
To listen to her all the time
I approached her
And said a few words
But then it occurred
She wasn't saying any words
I offered the last of my beverage
Which may not have been the smartest
But it was to gain leverage
I maybe a con artist
But it was to reconcile
To provide us a peace of mind
I chuckled and gave a smile
I was honestly talking to someone blind
Now I hope we both refrain from stupidity
In actions and words
To prevent morbidity
Regardless, she was acting like a turd
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Life
PoetryA collection of poem's written about events, feelings, thoughts, and emotions. Like a diary to vent out a part of ourselves that no one will every know about; the poems are simply an attempt to capture the most unusual and abstract aspects of the hu...
