A Boat

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I'm like a boat

When I'm happy I'll float

When I think about the past

Wind blows and breaks the mast

When people make fun it takes a toll

Then the boat fills with water due to a hole

I'm not just sinking myself

I'm sinking everything I find of great wealth

My passion

My love for my own terrible sense of fashion

My friend

Whose trust will start to bend

One day it will break

Then she'll call me fake

"but why should I care I'm wondering the sea for treasure---- True happiness"

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