Strip
You looked like the perfect picture
but I erased ya I'm no longer with ya
and you know what? I don't even mis ya
I'm not really sure I should feel this bitter
I wasn't the one who found the glass slipper
you know kipper? Well he lay in the cat litter
in times of trouble he was your baby sitter
it annoyed me when thinking about how I was
words can't express how much its your loss
one day you will look at what you have got
you'll ask yourself and answer not a lot
open up conversation I'll put a full stop
so sweet, well sweet things make your teeth rot
I was caught in your arms I was tied into a knot
but I escaped and now I feel the beat drop
something told me poetry's missing hip hop
hip hops dead its a soldier that's been shot
many cowards surrounded it near a hotel
it was a pyrmyd that was representing hell
like the others you were there I can tell
you would do anything to be on their level
I took my soul, you gave yours to the devil.
poem by Daniel McCann
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