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Its over this valentine
It was you faith that I made a bother
What I admired was your sweetness but moreover
I was wrong, you are sick your wickedness is older
I put it in this poem in a fine line ITS OVER.
I thought you loved me as a toddler
That’s why I forgot this love battle while sober
It didn’t matter if my time was longer
My heart was in you safe but you refused that offer.
Hated my swag or was it that I wasn’t a grown up
Those freaks adore you isn’t that obvious?
My wasted efforts of trying to be your soldier
Faith I don’t love you anymore, you are off my shoulders.
I’m into something better, I see hot chic’s all over
I found true over, yours was a disease that rolled up
Now you can hate me to death but I’m stronger
Fuck you and your love I’m fine like GOLDBERG.
Free to live my life, no longer onya
Go and have fun bitch,you aren’t my concern no longer
I have my new princess sitting in my sofa
You will never be like her,BIIIITCH ITS OVER.
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