A/N: My feeble attempts at rhyming… it’s scary (not the actual poem but the rhyming)… that’s a warning… read it anyway, the message I’m putting across is pretty clear… but just give me permission to kill my dear……. Friend…..who DARED me to write a RHYMING poem, well I don’t back down from dares….. Especially if it’s something to do with a weakness of mine… but oh well, the rhyming scheme DOES NOT and I repeat DOES NOT follow a PATTERN… I think, I don’t know oh well I hope you enjoy my poem, except the rhymes.

Last Word

Can you feel my devotion?

With your touches of silk,

Tugging at my hidden emotion…

Yet, still, our relationship… stinks,

Just like spoil milk.

I gave you my trust,

And all I feel is your lust.

Don’t tell me,

That we’re meant to be,

My body’s not your toy,

I won’t let you fool me,

Like they did Troy.

You’re not the only man on Earth,

Oh no, you’re not,

And that ego,

Is what makes me curse,

Your birth.

Just leave me alone,

Don’t call me on the phone,

I don’t need any more sweet words,

I’ve had enough,

I’m still a girl,

I don’t need you to get my head in a whirl.

Leave me,

Go fuck someone else’s life,

Let me say it again,

In case you didn’t understand

Fuck off,

I don’t need you anymore.

A/N: I told you it was horrid… go on, I know you want to tell me to never to even TRY rhyme again…