Poetry From The Weakened Soul
Author: Neil Evans

Chapter 72
A Favor

As desperate as I seem to be
You keep running back to me
You're a parasitic jerk
All you do is hurt me

Do me a favor, just go away
Nothing left for me to say
To you I'm just a game
To me you're all the same
So do me a favor and just go away!


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