Sunday, August 23, 2009

GET OUT


You left me long ago.

I don't want you back.

Don't want to see your face.

It's a simple fact.



You intrude in my house.

You better learn fast.

I'm not little anymore.

I'm done with the past.



Accept me as I am.

Or get out of my face.

I'm not changing for you.

I rule this place.



I'll kick you out the door,

Look you in the eye,

Tell you just how I hate you,

And wave a final goodbye.


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