I made a friend today
She introduced me to her group
They all seem very nice
One of them asked me about the bruise on my cheek
I told them I was clumsy
Tripped over my own feet
They smiled at me sadly
It's like.....they knew
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PoetryI feel it Before it comes The inevitable hit Who do i blame? For letting me live in such hell Why won't the end just come? And sweep me away.
