Tuesday 10 April 2012

Crap ...

I don't want you anymore.
You're the one I'm done crying for.
And yet when you call me,
I let you take whatever you want from me.
You're my destruction,
But I can't resist your seduction.
I beg of you to set me free.
I beg of you to let me be.


Tyler has been texting me ...

2 comments:

  1. I thought I didn't like the poem and then I read the last line. Great finish!

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