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BAS Oct 3
A Friend
I wanted a friend
And you just left
You abandoned me
for THEM

But, I know one day
You'll look back
with regret in your heart

For Now though
I'll wait and watch
It sound a bit cringe, but it was a bad period of my life, when I wrote that, lol
How to cope 101
BAS Oct 3
Everyone act the same
Its the same ******* allover again
Nobody tries to change
They all alike, yet different

I'm not perfect nor cool
But I don't play like that
I promised myself,
I'll never fall
into the very same rabbit hole

All of them want to be something
How can someone like them be special,
when they are all the same ******* losers?

However, who am I?
Am I better?
I need to make a change
Do the words speak louder or acts?
I need to break the comforting silence, how though?

All of them lie to themselves,
so they don't feel shame
Me included......
Also Poetry isnt my strongest, but is better than actual talking
(I wrote this while in Religious studies, *****)
Also english isnt my first language, so maybe some parts would sound weird, but i dont have much respect for english anyway
BAS Oct 4
When I first looked
I thought I have finally achieved it
We were a little group, A group of fools
Who knew that I was the only fool was me?

I'm disappointed at you
I cared for you
I never treated you bad
And what did you do
You treated me like nothing

Why do I care that much?
Ik, ik, ik, I sound like a main character, but sometimes delulu is the solulu
(also, I really was the only fool, the one who cared)
BAS Oct 4
Run little boy, run
Taker your brothers
And run
That' s all you could

Through the pain and darkness
Through the grief and blood
Fire and rage, go in hand

But, the mind never dies
Screams never end
The memories are still there
Though, you aren't

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Where have you gone?
Without you I'm lost
We made a promise
You and me 'til the end

Anger is what I have been feeling
Questing the truth and the heeling
It is all a lie, a mystery
Where have you gone?

I must continue
Your ghosts hunt me in my dreams
I don't want to feel, to think
However, that's what is left from you
This poem based by my  oc's, I wanted to be written like the reader is reading a different person's pov about the same
BAS Oct 3
That day (continuation of 'A friend')
When that days will come,
You will nothing to me,
Anymore

You have time to think,
You wasted it
And now its too late

I didn't deserve this
You didn't deserve me
I treated you with kindness
You left me without a second thought

You are a horrible friend, but probably so am I
I think this is the cringiest one, but I still think I ate. Perioodddd.....
Its weird thinking that all of this happened, it was quick

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