Call Me a ComplainerA Poem by Milee RoseJust like our last kiss When we thought there would be more Our first dance On that smoke covered floor Not knowing what you’re drinking But not caring either way Smiles on our lips The perfect cloudy day After all the picture perfect memories Could you really love her? Can you really be her hero When you were mine the day before? All that we’ve been through Could you really love her? © 2012 Milee Rose |
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Added on February 5, 2012 Last Updated on February 5, 2012 Author
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