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Sep 2018
I’m not in your life anymore,
It was kind of inevitable,
so, I’ll keep a straight face and pretend I accept it,
You’ve got your best friend and your lover,
You’d hardly have need for your one-time blood brother,
And that’s fine,
That’s okay,
That’s good,
But then you have to break where you once so strongly stood,
When you message me at 2 all drunk and alone?
It was just a one off but now my brains on a roll,
And your angry sad tweets are a call to my soul,
But I can’t intervene,
Some sort of border control,
Some hidden forcefield,
Some unspoken rule,
You’ve got all that you need but still broke from the fall,
This spark is fading out but I’m no good with lighters,
You have a man that will try and he’s such a good fighter,
So, I’ll leave it to him,
Because you are my fear,
I want to return to the start of this year.
A poem for Serife and, by extension, every other soul I'm losing x
Oliver Elliott-Rye
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Oliver Elliott-Rye  21/M/Kent, UK
(21/M/Kent, UK)   
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