I Know

I know what i want, and it isn’t you.

Hell, I don’t even like you, or anything you do.

True, you’re pleasing to my eye, but that’s the extent of it..

Your attitude is gruesome, and I don’t do ugliness.

How can something so lovely be so foul?

I guess the world may never know.

C. Taylor

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