March 1, 2017

When I was mentally loosing it you were here

You say my poems are like Shakespeare

We are both outliers of society

Kind of like being the minority

The minority of all those of the Clique

I may not know your person, but I know you; so to speak

Many say I'm just the emo kid, but not you

I now know that as we speak, our friendship will presume to

Presume to grow like a flower in a meadow

No matter what life has to throw

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