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Poetry

She’s All Mad.

been spending time
not driving
been using up all my mileage
i haven’t been to town
or outside in so long
so don’t blame me
for hating on you so hard
don’t blame me
it’s not my fault you don’t belong

we’ve been altering timelines
been singing through my lines
trying to figure out if you
or i die tryin’
but it’s not for you to see
to see
so clearly.
it belongs to us who know
and those who go
further than you could show
yourself.
and i pray to god you don’t go
so
low
ever again
that you would touch my friends
with your flifthy ends.
meet your
end.
why you so obsessed with me?