Tuesday, July 14, 2015

Poetry

So what
Will I never fit in
Yeah I'm not a girly girl,
Is that such a sin?
Yes I appreciate nature
And I don't mind getting dirty
I'm not really the type
That's gonna be real flirty
I don't believe in gossip,
Or that backstab crap
I'm here for my friends,
If they get caught in a trap
The trap being you,
With your snare for a tongue
Pull 'em in, lock 'em down,
Go down another rung.

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