Your face contorts
Into a sneer
You eye me coldly
I know
Your in the market
Ready to badmouth me
I try to hold out hope
That you’ll see sense
Its no use
Nothing I do
Will ever be enough
I resign myself
To your hateful venom
That spews from your lips.
FOWC with Fandango — Market – This, That, and the Other (fivedotoh.com)
Very deep and heartfelt
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Thank you 😃💗💗
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