Telling me it was happening,
Make ways for the late comers,
Soon they'll be liars and haters,
Waiting in line for the perfect time.
Gateways to irrelevant nights are closer,
Perhaps they're going to invite a loser,
He looks so shy,
Guess he likes late reply.
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BULLSHEETS (2024) - RANDOM THOUGHTS/POETRY
PoetryDon't hate me, I don't like you either.
