THIRTY SECONDS

Been running your mouth
Heard you talking shit
Think I don’t mind?
I’m so done with this.

Don’t come around
Like we doing good
You know we ain’t
The way that we should.

You got thirty seconds
To exit my crib
I’m not forgetting
The things that you did.

Tired of ya lying
Been screwing around
You be the reason
I’m feeling down.

Best take your shoes
Still in the box
Your perfume …. your clothes
Your Tampax…. your socks.

There’s no coming back
Don’t forget your phone
I’m better off

Without you … alone.

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Photo from Google Images: thecheerfulmind.com

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories. View all posts by Patty Richardson

Isha Garg says:

January 22, 2021 at 1:10 pm

Ah! Love it. POWER!

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1. Patty Richardson says:
  
  January 22, 2021 at 10:06 pm
  
  Thanks, Isha! I’ve been having some fun with my poetry! Also… started writing songs. Putting my poetry to music.
  Fun times at home… during the Pandemic! Thanks for commenting! 💙
  
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  1. Isha Garg says:
    
    January 23, 2021 at 11:57 am
    
    Wow! This did read like a song, I must say! Do share the music pieces if you would someday ❤️ I’ve been recording some of my favourite (if I may say so myself!) old posts too, so I understand the pandemic influence 😉
    
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Greg says:

January 25, 2021 at 9:06 pm

Really like this one!

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1. Patty Richardson says:
  
  January 26, 2021 at 12:39 am
  
  Thank you, Greg! So happy to hear from you!!!! 💙
  
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