Gone, Gone, Gone

I'll tell you lies if they'll keep the peace,
Do anything to keep you satisfied,
Bow to your laws like you were the police,
Hide all those tears that I shouldn't have cried.
I'll be the sweaty beast that bares your load,
Strain every muscle to get your tasks done,
When something small causes you to explode,
You'll need to place the blame, I'll be the one,
Because I'm just waiting for the right time,
Patiently waiting for the perfect place,
Waiting for the meter and words that rhyme,
So I can rub your deeds into your face.
The things you do to me are wrong, wrong, wrong,
I'll leave you behind and be gone, gone, gone.

>>>A Sonnet is a poem of an expressive thought or idea made up of 14 lines, each being 10 syllables long. Its rhymes are arranged according to the scheme which is three quatrains followed by a rhyming couplet.<<<

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