“it’s just no good anymore since you went a-we-eiy, now I spend my time just making rhymes of yesterda-ey”

by jenniferbalboa

You know what the poem just told me?

“You can’t be with me if your sole reason is you got nothing better to do, or if you got nobody else, or nowhere else to run to. You’ve got to want to be with me.”

Alright.

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