Finding something new
isn't always true
the one that hold
your heart instore
you was brought
in their misery
no pity
figure thee
now you are sore
from so much pain
nothing to gain
bored of the games
only you to blame
tired of your life
for whats it is
in for worth
don't be a shame
we all fall
to the victim
of the games
think twice
restore your life
don't be stick
like glue
sometimes it goes
out the door
with know clue
I thought you knew
before the do
they leave you
with the flu
sometimes things
we find isn't
worth a dime
of your time
let it be
for those
that like to be
stung by a bee
finders keepers
but not me
LaRon Green Sr.
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/finders-keepers/
