Incomplete poem 26 May 20201 Jul 2020 ~ Lettersyoullneversee Youve got nothing on me with your sharp tongue and negativity nothing. You’re about to slip up, oh aint that a shame, and I got nothing left, not even blame, you got nothing on me no temptations, no broken rules just to be with you, Share this:TweetLike this:Like Loading... Related Published by Lettersyoullneversee Writer - heartache, absence and the damage of austerity. View all posts by Lettersyoullneversee