(Poem)Recycling

They’re not aiming when they shoot
They’re just shooting.
Shooting words and broken promises
All the girls I want, aren’t loyal.
All the girls I want, but one
But I’m not loyal.

She’s just giving me what’s under her shirt
She’s not giving me her heart.
She’s just giving me what’s in her jeans
She’s not giving me love.
All the girls I want, aren’t loyal.
All the girls that want me back, I’m not loyal to.

Recycling ~ Sakari

(I Hate Feeling Like An Outsider collection)


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