The worst part was that you left.
You left me alone and weak.
You left me self conscious about myself.
You left into the sunset while I was watching.
I knew there was nothing I could do.
But it just had to be you,
The one who pulled my heartstrings.
I can't forget our fighting,
All day long, cursin' and swearin'.
Yeah, maybe it was bad.
Even at the age of 12.
But come on, it was fun and
You gotta admit that you miss me.
You love me,
You adore me,
But I can't say the same.
Not what after you did.
Maybe Earth forgave you,
But I won't,
Never,
So, I guess here's our goodbye,
To our relationship,
Adios.
Not really an amigo.
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I guess this one is longer than most of my other poems but...this one was kinda funny. I wrote this in the toilet..😶.. Simply out of bore. But hey, it was sorta funny when I read it back, 😂. And if y'all are wondering who I was referring to. It was what was going on in my toilet bowl...yeah nasty 😝 but that's meh. Nasty cunnin' mothaluvva. Just the part when I'm saying you left me alone and weak. CTFU 😂. Oh gah. Choke. Choke. Choke. Choke. Choke. Choke. Choke. Choke. Choke. I could carry this on but I gotta do. BYE AMIGO...or not...eh bye 😒,
~Ami/Yantra/Nasty cunnin' Mothaluvva...whatever flows your boat cx 🌸
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Poetry.¥. Illusions, They confuse you, But then you understand the meaning later, That's how I work, I confuse the beings, Then wait. ~ illusions .¥.
