Working late,
must believe i'm dumb..
Not a math wizard,
but the numbers are not adding up..
Walking in the door,
not an ounce of guilt on your face..
Pay back will be mine,
justice will be met..
Offer you a drink,
slowly you start to doze..
"We were robbed officer,"
in my mind,
"he won't be cheating on me anymore."
- C. Pantoja
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Creepy Poems
Horror1st. Book in my "Creepy Poems" series. I hope you enjoy it ☠ I do read all comments, and appreciate knowing which ones are your favorites
