You come
You go
I don't
Even
Want to
Look at
You now
Why?
'Cause
Many days
I've had to
Do without
You
So might
As well
Get used
To a life
Without
You
(addressed to sunshine; Theme could also be Annoyance or Resentment; wrote this on one of the many dreary, cloudy days of UK when there is no Sun for us the whole day)
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