This was written in 2001
I had the words in my mind and I had to write them down on paper.
A rhyming poem about heartache.
I don't want it to come down to
I'm breaking up with you.
That might possibly be.
So I will quit before you fire me.
Never again, will I hold on
to something that's gone on to long.
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