Aint Mi Gurl

I met a women who wouldn't say hello,

she was in my life before I could let you know,

so hard to find a little find like this one-
don't ya know? 

It wasn't me who became the Ogre,

it was my entire past,

she magnified to intense proportions over night,

but that women still only shows her teeth white-

in my dreams,

and in my coherent mind,

the rudeness shines,

in others as well,

pours like pales when I don't get what I want-
I feel like my past might as well be gone.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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