It was a snowy valentine's day, in my little town, balloons and flowers, in the hands of girls, all around, their glees of laughter, and feet off ground, as I stood in the shadows, with my face in a frown. There would be no love for me, on this red day, because a fool, took it away. With his wilted flowers, and crooked smile. he promised his love, to all the women he found. Nothing for me, but words of jest, not even a heart, in his scrawny chest. All he had to offer he hid in his vest, it was filled with chocolate, and lies to confess. All he could give me, was a candy hug, that cost him less than ten dollars, and was absent of love.
Reason for writing:
VALENTINE'S DAY STINKS! IT IS A FATTENING, STUPID DAY. I AM SPECIAL EVERY DAY OF THE YEAR, AND I DON'T NEED ONE FUNKY DAY TO TELL ME THAT I AM LOVED BY SOMEONE. THIS IS MY SEVENTH OFFICIAL VALENTINE'S DAY STRIKE. AND I STILL THINK ROMANTIC LOVE STINKS!!!! ==Come on with the comments, I'd love to hear them whether you like this one or not! I promise I won't bite!!!
Birth sign: Libra
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