Wait! I know you know
That I know that you know,
That I know,
All you said snowed.
And made me cold.
I wasn't told,
I don't know if you know
How cold I've grown,
How my heart is blown.
But I let go.
I hope you heard
That I heard
All the itch you said.
It wasn't funny it was ugly instead.
When your words tore my ears,
Knock me down, pointing a gun to my head.
I wish I never heard,
But my unprincipled ears
Couldn't select.
I hope you saw me
When I saw you,
Read this.
I wasn't happy because you can't see,
How I don't have to think all noon,
And imagine all night
About you.
I will rather hug a street-light,
Than wish I was with you.
I'm fine without you.
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