Saturday, August 15, 2009

Sometimes i don't want to know,
about your latest thought
that you believe could spark a series of poems
so one day you'll be get published and become portable

Sometimes i don't care,
about her.
I'm friends with you right?
I didn't ask about how she's feeling,
but whatever you feel concerns her.

You were there for me when i cried by myself in the darkness.
I don't like you like that .

But friendships matter.
No wait, SHE matters.


More
more
more
THAN
anything.


I'm sorry that you don't give a shit about me

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