I loved you
But you left me
You had other seeds to sow
You packed your bags
And said
“goodbye It's for the best, you know”
But you never
Actually managed
To leave the house and go
You're still buried
in the garden
Cos i killed you with a hoe
30th April 2017
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Author:
Garry (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Definitely not autobiographical , before any thinks of calling the cops!
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Comments3
First laugh of the day, thank you.
You do realise that laughing at someone being murdered is so weird. Join the club.
Haha. Your reply to that other comment is almost as funny as your poem. A hoe for a ho?
A ho hoe in fact
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