Bye Poem by Cecelia Cole

Bye



She hollers and curses at me
but I don't kmow why
she can't talk in a
lower tone
I'm miserable as own
know what here
and I call this my 'home'
I really want to
I mean I want to be, gone
I want to leave
I want to go
I want to be gone

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Cecelia Cole

Cecelia Cole

Hunstville, Alabama
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