(June 15th 1988 / Grand Rapids, Michigan)

What do you think this poem is about?

It Makes Me Sick

It makes me sick
to think it was all a lie.

It makes me sick
knowing it was all fake.

It makes me sick
looking at you.

It makes me sick
thinking of you.

You make me sick.

Submitted: Tuesday, May 27, 2008


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