Goodbye, Bitch...
I’ve never known your love when it wasn’t hurting me…
But now I’ve grown above your insults bursting free.
Your dismal thirsting needs feed off emotions for you…
Add charisma and flirting deeds, that’s a potion so true.
Short, boyish hair you wear often masks your softness…
Green eyes throughout the ride, God, I don’t want off this.
Like dropkicks I’m floored every time I touch your skin…
Cool creamy flesh ignores the warmth you keep within.
But you won’t let me in, bodies mesh yet hearts divide…
Despite all the times we’ve cried and tried to get it right.
So I’m putting you behind, ignoring your alluring scent…
Though I feel I’ll die if I don’t breathe your contempt.
You were only for rent, never owned by a single soul…
So this lease has to end, goodbyes on a wrinkled note.
I’d never have the strength to wrench away from you…
Your image is like a jinx that’ll drench my feet in glue.
So silently I write, letting my hurt heart bleed on paper…
Let loose the pain you provide through my tear’s vapor.
Then escape ya, bags packed with clothes and pride…
And the manhood you couldn’t, but tried to throw aside.
Because I don’t feel alive.
Even though everything you are is what I wanted…
It turns out everything you aren’t is what counted.
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