You Poem by Jennifer Alejandra
You
Before you go to sleep
What do you see?
A picture of me?
What do you last say?
That maybe you should've fought for me to stay
What do you last hear
The memory of my voice against you ear
What do you smell?
The rose that you found on that well
The one you put on my head
Every night before I went to bed
The rose that I threw at you
When i told you to get out
When you told me
screw you
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