My Grave (free write poem)

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He sits there help the ladies everyday

I think he stupid playing there little games

But I also play there little games too

He makes dinner for us and brunch for us

I see him walk in and I start to smirk

He makes some jokes and leaves without saying my name

As I walk into the classroom again

He is talking to some other girl instead

Cheating I thought

Maybe he isn't the one meant to be

Even though I am his little bumblebee


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