True
5 April, 2003
Author: Bench
I never get a reply
When I e-mail you.
The phone just rings and rings
No matter what I do.
My messages to your office
Are left piled on your table.
The flowers and gifts I send
The delivery boys are unable.
I set a date for us to meet
Yet you do not arrive.
You turn down all invitations
Saying we really can't jive.
So why the hell
am I wasting my time on you?!?
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Comments on this poem/writing:
julia (10.65.12.79, 20) -- Monday, June 2 2003, 07:12 pm i have felt like that before |
Ashley (64.66.202.186) -- Wednesday, October 15 2003, 05:40 am Thats a good poem. I'm sorta going through that right now, and nor do i know what to do |
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