As I sit and read your poems I feel the urge to fight back
I always lack affection
As I say I like you all I here is "quack quack"
I always wanted to lead
But now I understand
I shall move to another land I won't bother you anymore
But you lor me like a fish
As I shoot a ball I here the sound swish
I can't live on but I have to move on
I write this poem with sadness and despair but that just shows I care I'm sorry I can't———————Happiness—
I feel the feeling of gratitude as I try to figure out her latitude
I will move on I shall live on
This is only one of many
Some may even say plenty
We are just kids putting on stupid lids
You say I'm like a brother at first I wanted more
But now I will play that role
Perhaps my name should be fill
Although you broke my heart I will find some stitches as the next girl I meet will say only 8 inches? As I solemnly write this I say I'm sorry again and again but we can still be friends
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It's ok
