The Musician Poem by Nadia O.Z

The Musician



Can you respect me for my decisions
If you can't the doors wide open
Don't forget to grab your heart on the way out
I won't be needing it anymore
and You can have all
Your songs,
Your words back
They hurt me more
Than anything ever could
Silly boy,
You took me for a fool

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