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Apr 2020
All I have
Are these items you gave me
But how can I live
When the ground is a mile beneath my feet
All I need
Is a sign that you are okay
But I'll look around
And all around me is a grey empty sky

I won't plead my case to you
You don't know what I'm fighting through
Though I may shatter
Life has glued me back together
But this time added strings to hold me

All I feel
Are your words that will haunt me
So why even try
When you won't either
Unlike you
I have several lights that will guide me
Yes, this is a hard time
But you could at least say Hi

I'm done making excuses up for you
I'm always fighting through
Though I may crumble
Life has stuck me back together
But this time stuffed me with paper so I can hold my own
I wrote this when a good friend of mine just ghosted me, he makes up excuses and I'm done, this is therapy for me.
OJ
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OJ  16/Bigender/Chicago
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