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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Experience · #1688037
This poem is all about what a friend really means and tells you anything can be a friend.
looking at the potential friendship could be royalty but I'm allergic to disloyalty anti-social is my first and last name guess that's why I relate to poor ol Rudolph who couldnt play in any reindeer games or Michael Jackson sacrificing childhood years just to entertain what's two, what's the real meaning of twice this world was'nt built for one life without a back up singer what is a car without a passenger seat you have to love someone to define the real purpose of a heart beat how can a single shoe live through a world where they except you as a pair I wonder would I regret the neglect all the neglect years later maybe so but maybe not later My serenity does'nt miss any of those disloyal days, cheating ways, a seasonal friendship that change with the weather love that demise once someone does better However, I do have one friend Its not a person or a men know what you're thinking I must be strange but your ambiguous state of mind would'nt understand when I wanted to release tears it poured down black emotions for me especially when I had to sign those divorce papers for x -wife did'nt have to ask it did that for me when suicide knocked on my door I did'nt open it I just trembled the dresser drawers with my hand opening it to use that whore ejaculating emotion after each one into a paper left me smiling for more I'm grateful for you and your ancestors If it was'nt for them would he be called Jay-Z or Shawn Carter Who? You expressed Tupac's soul and gave hiphop a name that will never go old How was it to feel Benjamin Franklin's hand squeeze you and raced not miles but from his brains within giving birth to Declaration of Independence It helped me move on after I payed off and broke up with each bill and this is what's real I never have to say ",shut up you talk too much," just drive my mind away you are my clutch while some people's happiness feed on dollar bills mines is instilled in my addiction and no i'm not talking about pills but my intolerence grows as each day escalates my adaption you saved me from cowardly ways such as fulfillin my hands kept from AK's it probably can't talk but when it writes those words put up a good fight so I'm protected you might not move but I walk only thing you ever wanted was for me to give you attention when I'm moving my hands telling me not to sweat it keep the glands all you ever wanted was for me to act shy so you could do all the talking begging me to not release a lie I know your purpose and you made mines clear hoping you dont run out of ink is my only fear everybody get used because that's what defines help but when I'm used it's to better myself can I forever keep away my pride or is it trying to find a way out from inside guess not because Idont give a damn of a voice that's only around to make me feel guilty of having one friend so laugh on after you find out it's a pen which is---My Only Friend----
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