Lost Inside
Feeling poems from a troubled mind.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
On my boss.
He said "Thank you."
and shook my hand,
telling me of
the fantastic work
he knew he could
rely on me
to do.
It was funny,
though,
because the whole time,
I was thinking
about how much
I hated the bastard.
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