Z'ro Tahiro


ABAB


ABAB,
What dont I see,
Hmmm,
There used to be a girl here next to me,
Stumped,
I imagined her under a tree,
Not me under,
Miscommunication blunder,
Makes me wonder,
What else I said wrong,
With words I'm an ape,
King Kong,
Just grunt and gape,
Or was it smirk like Kirk,
See these words are something,
Things I don't know how to work,
It just came back,
It was smile and wave,
Just to stave,
The sad feelings that make me cave,
stalagmite, stalactite,
Something sharp stabs at my heart,
It will take all my might,
Not to scream out at the night,
Where is she,
Because she has my light, is my light,
Without it I can't fight,
I wanna tell thee,
She took it when she left me,
Because I could not see how stupid my rhyme schemes could be,
aabacadddefefghgijjjklkkakkaaa,
Sorry it's not some simply ABAB

Submitted: Wednesday, June 18, 2014

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