we are like a fruit
apricot people
we cut each other open
rip out our pit
use us
and throw us away
there's no guarantee that that seed grow into something beautiful or just turn into waste
we're all apricot people
all expecting good things from not so good people
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Wandering Into the Mind
Poeziethese are just random poems i make while i'm bored - some may not be recommended for younger people
