I love you but you make me So mad, I could scream
I really thought that we where loves young dream
Never bargained for the smelly socks, or snoring
Or you watching football, boy you so dam boring
The love light has gone out the flame is dead
Your smelly, I want to fumigate our bed
Why don’t you wash or change your filthy undies
you say they are good you changed them monday
Beer cans all scattered empty on my lounge new floor
I want to kick you now out my ftont door
Things change when I see that smile on you face
And lovingly you chase me All round this place
One kiss from you the temper come’s of the boil
In your arms it is good now, as I forget about it all
About the Creator
marie381uk
My Name is Marie, I write mainly poetry
I write subjects that I lean towards. No poetry by me, is related to me in any way unless I state it is. I have loved poetry from being 14 years old. Life is a poem grab a pen a tell your story xx
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