God, How I Despise Emotions. Poem by Rhea Smith
God, How I Despise Emotions.
My mind is sticking on
a loop.
stuck on repeat,
the melody is your name.
I’m starting to despise
this song, your heart beats
the drum bass.
The lyrics are our story,
the most beautiful of them
all… the chorus caught
our breath at the end of
every fall. But the song
ends too quickly, halfway
through the bridge.
I couldn’t make it past there.
I hate this song.
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