Monday, May 28, 2012

Day 149/366

Your silence makes me twitch and turn,
Your mocking smile too coy for me,
One tight slap and you'll be set straight
That, my friend, is my guarantee.

Go sleep more when there's work to be done,
Go screw up your priorities all the time.
I think I'm finally done with all this shit,
Don't send me for me when you're low on joy.

I've been a good friend,
I've dealt with your crap,
Yet you sit and judge
And talk at your rudest.
I'm good with that, actually
For this is over.
So Goodbye.

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