Bug Off
If you don't matter to me anymoreThen why does my stupid head
Let your words echo
Over and over
Like some B-grade movie montage,
The minute my head hits the pillow?
I need my sleep you know!
And you are probably already
Blissfully snoring away,
Unaware of your little victory
It really bugs me
That you still bug me
Poetry by Purple Phoenix
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Written on 2014-06-01 at 17:40
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