Escape
I will escape from the one I dislike.
My psych doesn’t need a strike.
I will better take a bike
And will go for a ride
Somewhere out of your site,
To see the world wide noontide.
I don’t want to confide the one who lied.
Meeting with you was a misguide.
I will not allow you to deride my pride.
I will decide myself how to reside.
And I will not backslide.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
April 24th,2011
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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