Poem 2
- Dedicated to my dearest best friend of one whole year -
give omens that bring bad luck,
was that a fault or by default?
maybe you just don't like my friends,
i knew shit you hadn't seen
wish you wouldn't intervene
compare my skin to paper
hope you don't regret it later
you don't like me, you don't trust me,
not my fault everyone thinks you're crazy
if I stay with you I might be crazy too
now its over, what will you do?
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