The Art of Getting Lit Laid

[jacfox]

Not sure I should even post this poem as it is dark and I don't want anyone thinking it is my current mental state. It is not, I am just enjoying writing and putting pen to paper as they say.
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You're no good for me
We are screwed

How can I make you see?
Look at that picture I drew

We won't agree
Anger just grew and grew

We are no longer free
No longer true

No matter your plea
No matter your brew

Sadness prevents the glee
We once knew

You and me
Are through

I am no longer smitten
That veil has been lifted

I am twice shy, once bitten
My love I sent to you, was re-gifted

True feelings no longer hidden
Far apart we drifted

Heavy laden
Ruins need to be sifted

Tired of waiting
For perspectives to be shifted

Equal parts of loving and hating
Feels like being grifted

You did your raiding
I have been evicted

Great ryhthm! I can hear it as a rap