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Jun 2014
you said 'don't lie to me
i can see your eyes'

so we sat on the jeep stop and
talked about feelings i'm
not sure i had.

you wanted i cry on your shoulder
cause you knew my loss

i was unfeeling
'can't do that on demand'

but suddenly it was 9PM and i was an ugly mess
sitting on the ground smoking menthols
wondering what the **** just happened

i was always the shoulder to cry on
so yours was a foreign place

but thank you for taking me places
the pain of working hard for something then having it taken away from you.

this is less poetry and more of me just thinking bout people i've met in life haha. i'm hoping this would spawn off as a series of poems about people, idk XD trying to write again.
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