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Aug 2015
When I think of you, I think of him.
My body shakes with anger, life gets grim...

If our relationship were a game, it would be basketball, last shot was just off the rim. With two seconds left, I just fall.

You think of me as just a friend,
You come around like a bad habit.
This is no fairy tale, like peter ******* rabbit.

You dont get to just not hurt,
When all I feel is pain and despair.
You only feel better because your a cute flirt.
This cant be real, life is just not fair.

You want the real poet? Stick around baby girl, I just might show it!
Love is like a game, and im stuck in it.
But this time now,
you will feel the shame.

You say your on an adventure, but also still a rock? Cant you see that rocks dont move, faded memories of you looking like 2pac.

Learning and trying real hard to be myself.
But the future is hard when iv put you on the tallest shelf.

One day I hope you come back and see me.
For one day ill be better,
Your smell still lingers from my favorite sweater.
Hope your dreams come true. ill see you around, one day when your downtown
kyle Shirley
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kyle Shirley  25/M/Kalamazoo
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