Poem by: maitryee
Today when I reached home, I’ve got your letter, It said you don’t wanna see me again, Coz, you’ve got someone who understands you better,
But don’t you have some gut to tell me on my face, Just coz, I don’t get your 3rd grade sci-fic book, You say you wanna look for someone better,
But I’ve come all this way, To tell on your face, that you won’t get any better than your 3rd grade letter,
coz, you’ve been always been running away, and you are getting better in that race.
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