People can talk their shit.
And?
That's life.
They can say what they wanna say,
Be jealous, be hateful, be childish.
I've grown up.
They can say what they wanna say,
I don't have to listen.
They can say what they wanna say,
Just cause I'm their problem,
Doesn't mean i'll make them my issue.
They can say what they wanna say,
That's not my problem.
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Call It What You Want [A Poetry Collection]
Poetry[PUBLISHED WORK AVAILABLE ON AMAZON] This is for the misfits. the heavy hearts. the broken minds and the lost souls. this is for the bruised lovers with tainted skin. the options left behind, not good enough to be put first. this is for the readers...
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