Get Your Stuff
Come and get your stuff.
Of you, I've had enough.
You have to get your things,
Out of here.
Get it out ,
So I won't think of you no more,
Get it out,
So we both can close love's door.
wrote 1-15-10
Copyright © Nicole Sharon Brown | Year Posted 2010
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