Bad Poetry 2
Jun 8th, 2007 by Jack Lhasa
You are my everything,
strung together like pop corn and tinsel.
“There’s no way that I miss her,”
I tell my friends all the time.
But there you are on my mind,
like everything forever
and nowhere all together.
My friends know I’m lying.
-Loki.
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