Saturday, July 18, 2009

...Free...

Set me free,
let me be.
Can’t you see,
what you did to me?

You held me close, tightly,
we made love nightly.
All we wanted we had,
then you called me a cad!

You’re mad!
If you think,
you can make me mad or sad!
You stink!

I loved you so,
now you love someone named Bobbi-Jo.
We had something great,
and you mashed my face into a grate.

So set me free,
let me be.
Can’t you see,
what you did to me?

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