Poem 98: Blunt Poetry

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BLUNT POETRY

You,

Yes You.

So,

That Person,

That

Hurt You?

Who

Broke Your

Heart?

Who Left

You?

Who Poisoned

You?

Fuck Them.

Fuck

Them For

Leaving

You Hurt.

Fuck

Them For

Taking

Away Your

Power.

You Deserve

Better,

My Friend.

Forget

Them Because

You

Don't Owe

Them

Your Memory,

Your

Time, Nor

Attention.

Fuck them,

Dude.

You're Worth

More

Than That.

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