Thursday, 28 January 2010

Poem: The fight (on my hands)

Go ahead
Deny my need
And trumpet about

I can’t believe
That you would say
That to me

Keep it up
I don’t think
You even care

As if I would
Ever spurn you
Or leave you helpless

Why should I
Move at all
Change for you

If that’s the way
You want to see it;
You won’t enjoy it.

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