Well Fuck


Well Fuck

Seems I am always the bad guy
Even when I don’t try
Finding love, yeah right
Its a shameful fright

I am who does appose
The calling of a rose
As the scent ends up sour
Leaving me with all the power

Causing heart ache to the good
Cause I didn’t fall in love like I should
Guess I am only a monster
Whom within heat does not stir

Only a bitter wind
Where anger does spin
With regret flying co pilot
Guess I should get lit

Cause tomorrow I’ll wake
Feeling the need to bake
So I can see myself in the mirror
And see something I do not fear

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About shoelessboywonder

Poet and cook, I'm just starting out in the web world trying to grow a fan base for my poetry, it seems like its off to a good start and the site is also made for me to improve upon my writing skills so please rate and comment on the poems you like best, feedback is the greatest way to success thanks for checking me out and my site. View all posts by shoelessboywonder

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