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June 6, 2017 | by  | in Poetry |
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what an idiot (a response)

“What the actual fuck”

Do not write about it here,

I’m a poet too.

 

She never loved you,

Can’t you see that it was wrong?

You are wasted space.

 

Should not have happened,

You tried to take advantage.

How dumb can you be?

 

Continue to bleed,

We’ll drag your name through the mud.

Don’t do it again.

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