I've been contemplating your words
Like they're complimentary with this bad moment
But the only thing complimentary
Is the way that I'm giving you support and space
Like I gave a crap about you in the first place
This poem might not be in good taste
But it's about time I got to set the pace
You've been making all this drama seem a hundred times worse
And to be honest my voice is getting hoarse
Let's get real
Neither one of us are going to be a big deal
But we are both too determined to realize that
So here's a bat to hit our broken dreams
Like my pain, my misery is complimentary
So come take my words and contemplate how broken we've become
Your welcome
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Violently Silent : Poetry
PoésieFrom the LGBTQ+ subjects that some consider taboo to the abandonment of others because of the things we cannot control, this poetry book covers all the things you'd normally not hear about. Everyone tries to keep us quiet. And I think it's about tim...
