Not Right
something's not right.
the way we used to talk,
laugh and play,
joke all day
until.......
it happened.
i don't know what it was
but hey.....
it stopped the laughter,
the fun,
the playing
the love.
it stopped me.
when i now talk to you,
i feel a sudden hatred
a sudden pulse of dislike
that flows across mii face.
what happened?
im asking you 'cause somethings
not right.
Copyright © Hosea Griffith | Year Posted 2009
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