Random Pt. 23

She hates me, she hates me not

I think of stuff until my chest gets hot

She wants the last laugh, all I want is her

But inaction has consequences and I think now I know what they were

So where does that leave me, back where I started

I feel like that poem I wrote “Feeling Retarted

Lamenting severely, aggravated by everything near me

Disdain for every person crossing my path

I heard something funny but my mouth did not laugh

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