January 2012 K Poems
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Putting up with that fucking bitch
She used my phone to call her old boyfriend,
and, now, he is calling my house,
when all she has had is shit to say about him.
If she's a moron; I'm not.
I get angry; she cries. It is a familiar pattern.
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