You

 

Ya fucked up

Ya head’s mucked up

Ya need to be locked up

And stocked up

On pills

Cos it kills

To see you this way

Shame the day

I called you my mate

Now it’s too late

I can only hate

You.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

i will make it better and longer when i can be bothered

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Awwwz...

Awwwz.... I'm sorry about whom ever did u wround, but I love the poem.


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