That’s Too Bad

That's Too Bad

That’s Too Bad

There’s a lot that I can do
When you do not have a clue
Two wrongs never make a right
So I am writing this in spite
Yes, I’m a live-wire and am hot
And, quite frankly, you are not
So I shall live and write so quickly
Saving self from being sickly
Not to die before I wake
Eyes are open and I’ll shake
You from a quiet, peaceful slumber
Not too restful, I’ll encumber
Make you awfully full aware
Or just to with the world with share
That’s just tough and that’s too bad
When we think of what we had

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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