i said hello to you today,
but you didnt hear me,
you never hear me,
not anymore.
//
i went to see you today,
but you couldnt see me,
you wont see me,
not anymore.
//
he still got away with it,
they all get away with it,
they dont get convicted,
not anymore.
//
but at least your bones arent crushed,
and theres no tyre marks on your face,
or any blood in your lungs,
not anymore.
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Poems
Poesiaall of these poems were written by me in my best times and in my worst. i'll let you figure out which poem belongs in which time.
