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Poetry

I Don’t Care

Now you want to come for me
Did you all of a sudden remember me
Was it a memory, a flashback
Did you miss my energy
Why are you trying to come back
I won’t submit
I’m too blunt
Never going to front
I can’t understand
How you demand
For me to submit to your commands
I stand on my ground
My anger expands

You seem to misunderstand

Text me and act like you care
Two weeks ago you were running away from me
How dare you,
Thinking you can just come and go
Well I’m telling you no
Don’t for a second doubt
That I won’t be fine without you
You fool, we would’ve been cool

But it wasn’t enough
Or you were scared
Either way, I don’t care

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by glorycastillo.v

Hello,
My name is Glory Castillo. I have been writing poetry since a very small age. I believe poetry is a form of art and expression. It helps me cope and it also makes me happy when other people can relate to it. Being in the health care field I understand how important it is to let your mind relax and your thoughts flow. For some people it's therapy.


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