Topple
I wasted my life
When you stole my heart
I withered away
The roses you brought me
You married me
And I’ve cooked
You got drunk
And I’ve cleaned
My Hoover
Your TV
My microwave
Your golf
My
Divorce
Your
Loss
Copyright © Seeyam Brjmohun | Year Posted 2010
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