I can’t remember if I heard what you said.
You talk and I wanna know if its worth my time.
One liners and angry hands.
I can’t remember if I really loved you.
You talk and I wanna know if its shit to begin with.
One liners and angry eyes.
I can’t remember if you ever looked in mine.
You talk and I don’t know what to do.
One liners and half a heart.
I can’t remember if you were ever real.
You talk and I trace the lips of reality.
Just One Liners.
















Comments
this one is very bitter and sad and a little afraid, and hides behind angry words,
and then we look deeper....
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I love your comments and your textures
great poem i felt it
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i do what i do because if i didnt, how would i know who i am?
seriously.
- Stephen-san
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- Stephen-san
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i do what i do because if i didnt, how would i know who i am?
seriously.
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