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Poetry

Living with that limerence type of love. It's intense and the sweetest toxic state of mind.

A guy i JUST Met

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by Bbyride

by Bbyride

LLL-

(shhh.)

He's making his way towards me,

and you gave him a good name.

A name.

A name to his face.

I can't.

(not again.)

This is okay...

It's just his name.

(no reason to cower in shame.)

Because...

You're bad with names!

BAD WITH NAMES!

I AM!

Goodbye pretty face.

I'm better off if I don't see you again.