I treated you to a lock of my hair
It was the only thingI thought to give to you
Saying I love you to the end
But you showed nothing but contempt
And threw it out the first moment I left
I can’t write a poem for you
Because you don’t like poetry
I wanted to dedicate something meaningful
So, I hope you don’t mind
I inked yr name where my heart is
A permanant reckoning of my devotion
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Has the feel of a tattooed permanence on one side of the equation.