I should create something to express the truth about how I feel.
Instead I pussyfoot around and write a bunch of crap about nothing.
Well, truth is, it hurts
ok,
and nothing I do makes it stop.
I thought you would make it stop,
but you didn't,
I thought this would make it stop,
but it doesn't,
nothing makes it stop,
so I give up.
Its just supposed to hurt
and the only painkiller is time,
maybe,
who knows,
I sure don't,
I'm just the guy
who writes bad poetry
remember...
Robert
2016
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