You Ask Me Why I Am So Negative In This

a bee died
and a flower died
a marriage broken
another heart is broken
a friend walks away
another girlfriend calls
that it is over

i am negative
because everything around me is

if you are not on a rush howeve
i can make you
a lovely poem
tonight

this is my room number
at the seventh floor
of this hotel
Room 99.

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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