MY BEAUTIFUL

Sun, 04/08/2018 - 04:45 -- AwaPR

Race started earlier
I did not realise
While trying to impress her
I get last in the race; she least got impress

Later in the café
She just needed a beverage
I didn't even have a penny
She shook head times four; says I'm worthless

When drove her
Lorry confronted my bike
We end up in city hospital bed
She blame me for a reason; believe I was careless

Now she is with someone else who say
She cannot impress
And so is worthless
Since she is careless

My beautiful says
I'm impressed with you
You're worth; you care
I take you back

This poem is about: 
Me

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