Insane Love Poem by Lamar Cole

Insane Love



He kept saying I'm alive but she wanted me to die.
To kill me she gave it a good try.
She hit me in the head with a frying pan while I was asleep.
She did it quietly and didn't make a peep.
It felt like a mule kick.
But I'm alive and insane to still be in love with this chick.

Sunday, September 8, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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