RELATIONSHIP Poem: The Voicemail, by Vie Kelley

Let our souls talk
I’ll start
I’d like to say
Fuck you
Actually I was way too nice to you
Yes let our souls talk
So you can hear me
I want you to hurt
Thinking of when you did your dirt
You’re the reason it ended like this
So now you will suffer
Don’t know how long
You’ll keep your facade
You aren’t who you say you are
Memories of you i push far
To the back of my mind
I hope you never find
Someone as good as me
Bitch you were really lucky
Shouldve never let you fuck with me
You’re a trip
A whole ass flip
Wish I would’ve dipped sooner
But thank god i did
We aint got no kids
Saying goodbye to this

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