Poetry.

Use her for a reference,
no "thank you" card for your present.
Miss Palmer's song was meant for you:
Backstabber, ever present.

So sad
and pathetic,
how you let it
go so far.
Childish bastard,
she's had it.

When will you learn, Saint?
Not everything in life is fair.
No matter this no matter that, nor
how low to the ground you pound her.

So sad
and pathetic,
how you let it
go so far.
Childish bastard,
she's had it.

Use her for a reference,
no "thank you" card for your present.
Miss Palmer's song was meant for you:
Backstabber, ever present.


Submitted: September 07, 2011

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