It’s coming
and gone,
it’s here
it’s not,
I see you
I don’t,
where’d my friends go?
A father, a friend, a failed attempt.
Who’s next,
who’s next?
And when will the pain end?
It’s simple,
it is.
Where’d you take them?
I know who you are.
You took them all
the same way every time.
Two cars,
some ice,
injured hearts,
damaged minds.
It’s the same every time.
Stop trying to hide.
Thank you, dear friend,
for saving my mind.
You took two,
but saved a few.
Thank you for staying, dear friend.
I need you.
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life? and all it's s**t.
Basically just my problems. when I'm upset, I write.
underground zombie
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