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Poetry News Post #852

A day, a week, a friend, someone more

Written by: Confused About Genders, Azuya Fireforge
Date: Friday, April 9th, 2004
Addressed to: Everyone



I can't express how much I resent
this is my torment
my view is so bent
I can't begin to say how I feel
something you steal
say this isn't real
The worst of days all in a row
you don't know
you don't... care?

Can't
trust my friends
Can't
trust myself

It only ends when I leave
Then its real

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Severin, in the year 126 MA.

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