My Last Poem

i swear it off i call it quits i know its lame but now it fits i no longer write i no longer like to fit in my rhymes though in old times i recall my loves past and family members it all wouldnt last so ill just remember it all when theyre songs not poems again i know they belong in the heads of my friends they taught me my trade except for my voice ill thank you all and now by my choice poetry soupers my main inspiration a world free of hatred a nonbiased nation