He Burned my Shit

Two plus two equals four stupid bitch 

im tired of all your petty shit 

you were my all 

now watch my wings fall 

ill stick up my middle finger 

as I walk down the hall 

so everyone can see 

what an ass you've been to me 

youre acting so gutsy 

come back to reality 

And yet some where deep in my skin 

i miss what we could've been 

I hate that I can't 

stop fucking thinking about you 



This poem is about: 
My community


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