Last Call - Poem by Amber Green
You're gone, right?
So this shouldn't be like this
But, it seems that every night
I seem to remember the lost bliss.
It doesn't help that you call all the time.
But, I also don't want you to go
Maybe I can explain it through rhyme
Because there is something you need to know.
Yes, I love you
And it'd kill me if you weren't here
But, you forget that I hate you too.
You just need to stay far from here.
I need you to go away
So please let your last call be today.
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