Saviodsilva


Jessica Chester
Poem

I Am a FOOL

Eleven at night
Midnight…Two in the morning
I hear you calling

Once again here we are
Once again here is the call

You drank too much
You can’t get enough

Why me
It used to be… so good

Just fun you say
Just fun…we play
Serious? No way

I can’t resist
Persist?…Should I?

It is only a game to you
I come to you…always when you come calling
I come running

I am a fool for you…I am

Jessica Chester


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