Things I Do
Femaliarity,isn't a word,
I'm female so I make the easy look hard.
I do that because you left me in awe,
By acting cold, I've branded you,'Best Foe.'
That's the first thing I did.
Now to forget about it I do enigmatic deeds.
Revisit our special place of affection under the sunset.
Recall the hugging and sweet talk, the pain makes me not fret.
I'm erasing those moments,
Changing the millions to cents.
I'm painting you worthless,
For you,permanently, I wrap my dress.
I'm doing that so that you never see where you came from,again.
I don't care if you care about the pleasure or pain.
The last thing I'll do is to let you be,
The first was reconciling with the old me.
By M.O.O aka Carswell evoL
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