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This is the first of a series of poems about (usually) girls i'd been dumped by in which the first letter of each line spells out their name (see --). Amy was my first love. Sigh. {That thud you just heard were my nuts falling off.} |
Another loss in this life of mine Many more, I�m sure in time Young to old, one last line Every bit of love, stripped Life, ripped Inside and out left with Zip Everything good a myth Beware the fifth Either sad or alone This was a permanent loan Home alone-away to moan However much I want to try Again to fly Young to old, one last cry Where now am I to go Another town, another show Really low, really low Death and the by and by |