She never read my poetry
always criticized it though
Said it was a
waste of ink
waste of time
It was all about
garbage
And that my poetry
was garbage
I didn�t say anything
I let her talk her
trash
And when she left
me
I wrote a new
poem
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| A Critic She never read my poetry always criticized it though Said it was a waste of ink waste of time It was all about garbage And that my poetry was garbage I didn�t say anything I let her talk her trash And when she left me I wrote a new poem |
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