Day 9

My heart you had to fumble,

Torn into pieces, so easily I crumble,

Queen Bee, I kinda lost my bumble,

Universe stripped me of my wings,

The experience made me humble.

Then I finally found my buzz,

Filled me up w/ fuzz,

No longer lost, realizing where I was,

& it was all because ….

You let me slip right through your fingers,

Slippery; butterfinger,

Heard the sound off, it was a loud ringer,

Asked if I wanted her present, of course I said bring her.

Because she seemed to have been lost,

Behind from the toss,

Paid all my karma & gained so much from the loss,

Delivered from evil, no longer paying the cost.

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