I have a mother who is OBSESSED with couponing... She has a binder full of coupons. She calls it "The Bible." I used to like the show Extreme Couponing. But not anymore. Just the abyss of all that chaos is totally unappealing. Who wants to be that stressed and flustered? Definetly NOT me! And most of the people on the show dont even use a binder they used their purse. Which is usually a bottomless pit... Ugh. 'Nuff said.
Now for my poem, Give Me Back:
Give me back those tears I wasted on you.
Give me back the times I cared.
Give me back the hours I thought about you.
Give me back the minutes we spent together.
Give me back the pleasure I gave you.
Give me back the heart you stole.
Im no longer innocent, you took that.
Im no longer happy, you took that.
Im no longer alive.
Im alone.
Give me back my life...
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