I cant describe it
Hence i cant make a poem out of it
Its too bad
People usually say love is the best topic for a poem
I dont see it
It dumbs you
It fucks you
in a bad way
(And in a good way)
It does something to you
But i couldnt tell
Hes too far away
And i too fucking miss him
So im gonna screw a stranger in his name
But dont tell him
Hell get pissed
But its my way to tell him
I love you little man.
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