Your emerald eyes are missing from my life
100 games but no prize
You've given zero to none tries
Your absence stabs my heart like a knife
1000 punctures
I don't think I'll survive
I cling to guys like sticky tack
Scared they'll leave and never come back
Jack, Zach, Brad
All with issues
Isn't that sad
No matter how mad
Or how many bruises gets added
I still call him baby
And straddle his lap
Daddy issues
Daddy I have issues
You've made a whore
I think she's lost values
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The Side Character
PoetryThese are poems, old and new. Hopefully people can relate and feel understood from reading
