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Nov 2021
you were so golden to me
and i, wished i was to you
your support was the sword
with which i conquered fears

you deserved a true friend.
i clamored to be him
but i wasn’t
and i can’t.

for this,
my guilt is monolithic
for this,
i have spent so many days
skewered with grief.
Written by
Zane  28/Portland
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