She blows out smoke spelling the word "sick" through her teeth, she kisses every boy that comes through her life, even a few girls because she says 'experience is the key, and when I rule this damned earth you'll see', she downs alcohol like its a race where the winner gets all, she cries until her eyes are red as the high from the day before, she does all these pointless things but never loves, because she says love is a game she rather not play, everyone is gonna die one day and she rather fall in love with the skyline of a new every city every night then a dumb boy who would leave
And I don't know if anyone agreed with her logic, but she sure as hell dis and that's all that matter to a 'sick' girl like her
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teenage fools
PoetryI write poetry about life, death, love, hurt, depression, and basically everything.
