The parts of our story that I keep Tucked inside
realizing the jerk of this guy I have had my eye on as if some sort of prize, although he is
he ain’t
that is open for a scheduling of this debate
I can relate to that fickleness nature
existing inner he
relinquishing this hold he once had on me
I take a look at he
I laugh now
at every part of this ridiculous courting ritual
that once carried so much potential
then one day
he taking me too far
I took it too far
I let it go too far
raising the bar
He can suck a dig now
Dog man somehow
Now
he can gravel
gobble
sob woe
Till he learns
humbling his stature
this is the rapture part
Holding the keys to his heart
IM not like the others
never was
never have
never not will be
IM me
and he definitely has awaken to the realm of me etched into his prickly skin
superb win
never not needed him
he can kick rocks
Coming to terms to war of his loss
while I enjoy a cocktail or two
over you
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