a study toward sonnet #1,262 by FisherKingKQJ
Saying byebye, I won't quietly bite my lip
As words are spoken which lean sick,
No more compromise passing over quick,
Last time for ego walked past on toe tip.
I won't be governed as a graph screen blip,
He never fixed, though, to give me the flick;
He talked up loot the cleverest lowest trick,
I knew that stranger's style, his booby quip.
It's so heartbreaking, being week short of broke,
But I've got this mid life mild champion health,
Day one to better version me I woke,
No more timetables or scenes by stealth.
At first I missed invites from married folks,
I felt ashamed, I envied their shown yokes.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 folks
o $10,000,000 crowds
o $10,000,000 peoples
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