Snobs
Snobs
Snobs
For Erline
You are looking down your snoot.
Hating me and wanting to shoot.
Me dead from a bullet to the heart.
I am already from being apart.
From you.
Quietly I pry my way back.
Back into the light,
of my day.
I miss you no longer.
Two years is enough.
I do not think you were
even worth that.
Snob
Charles Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice
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