angry poem coming up woo
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I get that everlasting pain
in my chest that won't quit
and here's to a new day
you know what
fuck that shit
here's to a date
that don't mean shit
just another bad memory
the pain hurts my wit
dearly careless
is what you can call me
I don't give two fucks
call me carefree
the date is dead
and so is us
why shall it be such fuss
stop going on about it
our love turned to rust.
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all I can say is don't run after someone who doesn't want you.
cat
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some anti social girl
PoetryOh wow, something about myself. Am I a deep person? Yes. I write in ways no one will ever understand. These are my poems. The way I express myself. Through the words of depression and sadness. Hell I'd turn back now. Or just stay. Read my life story...
