Never There
You said you
Loved me, you said
You cared,
But when I needed
You baby you
Were never there,
But Now that I
Can finally
See, You
Were never really
The best for
Me, so get
The hell up of
My Face, And
Walk your sorry
Ass down the street,
Grab a rope
And find a tree,
And hang
Yourself if you
Wish to please
Me!
Copyright © Joanie Yeager | Year Posted 2008
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