I sit in silence, seeing you everyday being blind.
We're not friends, if I knew your intentions I wouldn't have been kind.Let's stop being wrong and stop being who we're not.
I I'll dedicate you a song and review what we've faught.I'm not the ordinary type, I don't pleed.
You know I'm right, you know I don't bleed.
You're not nice, doesn't matter; I've been freed.
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Infinity
PoetryA dazzling view of words. Multiple perspectives of life and my deepest thoughts and feelings. I write to relieve it all. Thanks for reading! ~Highest rank: #102 in poetry~