Just trying to sleep through it

I’m back. New Poem.

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For the zeros in all of us. For all the love we gave away and didn’t revived, A short-story poem.

Where’s yours Real Friends at? Call them. Text them. They need you and you need them.

You think your loved But can’t tell me by who

Who do you turn to Simply for a conversation

To the woman of my dreams I hope you’re just a dream

Don’t cry Don't let that tear fall from your eye

When you get ready to like someone Make sure you’re prepare for the worst