Whatever
Was it fun?
Did it give you kicks?
Did you get pleasure from it?
From breaking my heart
Lets review.
Alex:
You were so clingy when I first met you.
You acted so friendly,
So I finally decide to be nice to you,
You ask me out,
I said yes,
You met HIM,
And tore my heart, stomping it like it was nothing.
How am I the *******?
David:
You back stabbing lowlife punk.
Just when I thought you couldn't go any lower,
You turn around and do this to me.
Hmm. I got it!
Let play a game
Give me some of your blood.
We'll take a blood test.
I'm sure it'll prove false.
So you both can go on living happy lives.
I don't this from either of you anymore.
Copyright © Ed Owens | Year Posted 2008
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