She’s the coco
I’m the nut
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What she does is be very sad
Then fake the funk till she cracks in half
She don’t feel good till you feel bad
Got used confused and now you have
To distract her from her own mind
Her point of view very rarely kind
She has ideas and they’re all designed
To play me till her pain is mine
She’s so contagious
Outrageously blind
To how obvious every sign
Why she’s so sweetly sublime
She wants me
to waste my time
She loves me
writing useless lines
She needs me
Scribing rhymes That aren’t worth a dime
The weeping willow
The climbing pines
I see the trees and the forest fine
Poetry flows thru me entwined
Through the roots and trunks and leaves and vines
She’s poison ivy im fungus in dirt
Buried alive so she can grow and hurt
She the bee and the bite and itch
I’m the one stung, honey, life’s a bitch
She is the buzzard circling the sky
Want me to love her till the day I die
But what I’ve learned is it’s all a lie
Still won’t avert my eyes even to stay alive
I’m so dumb staring at the sun
But the word will last past when I and the worms are one
What can I do
All creation is cruel
She is my muse
I’m her poet fool
She wants me
to waste my time
She loves me op
writing useless lines
She needs me
Scribing rhymes
That aren’t worth a dime
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