'07 Your Valentine

Another Valentine's Day

another day with thoughts,

of killing you...what can I say

I'd love to get rid of you

you played me yearly to this day

took me this long to plan what to do...

As bad as a melted box of chocolates

I'll be removing yours tossing it in a fire

this poem, if it's even one, is not a threat

nor metaphor, but a vision causing dire.

I regret the day we were mistakenly acquainted

Now I must dispose of your selfish remains

"They" saw you gracious, I saw disgrace, tainted

No more will I allow you to play others with your games.

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