all i do is write poetry about how i either grew wild or suffocatedA Poem by Richardwhy're we talking if all it does is doesn't do us any good i don't care if the book said i don't care about myself you can take care of yourself this friendship will never die that's why we're friends now at least we're friends i've never known a friend before i'm not part of the road not the lines straight and narrow the car came and chose against turning i was thinking every couple a years or so we fight a couple a fears or so if i asked for your help would you give it and should i ask i'm obligated to write it but i don't think i mean it every couple of scars or so so many hearts don't know why they're in it they go between it the truth and stay warm there they truly mean it i truly mean it.
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Added on October 27, 2015 Last Updated on October 27, 2015 |