I am not listening
I’ve heard it all before
If you don’t care about me
I’ll show myself to the door
This game went into overtime
And no one is keeping score
I wanted to be your angel
But I became your perfect whore…~Jennifer Rapier-Milne
My original poetry.
Note: These poems are in no particular order whatsoever. Some are from years ago... some are newer. That being said, just because something was posted recently, does not mean that it is recent. So please, if you know me personally and are reading my poems, take care not to read too much into them... they may not be about what you think. Thank you.
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