It is kind of nice,
and annoying,
that you write about me;
even if you are being discreet.
You talk about what,
we didn't have,
and you throw,
what you think you have,
at my feet.
I know you may have problems,
but keep my name,
out of the middle.
and keep what we had,
out of your thoughts,
and out of your silly riddles.
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Author:
Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 18th, 2023 16:30
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Comments1
People can be so complicated sometimes. This poem is very relateable.
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