Sunday defined us
Surprisingly, it was Monday that I looked forward to
How can you balance school and relationships, people often joke
But it's now you I think about everytime I jot
Rather make it without onions,
Growing up I always said
But now, in a room full of people,
Cutting onions has become my hobby
If only I could control my thoughts
There would be no need to wear shades everytime I go out
Now I understand why people say it all the time
It can either make you
Or break you
It won't be fair to say it did the latter
Cause I'm sure we did either to each other
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Author:
emyralle (
Offline) - Published: October 27th, 2023 12:12
- Category: Love
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Comments2
Yet another failed relationship poem.They are really tedious
Good work.
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