Fuck you, I wish you the best.

Midnight Lasagna

The epitome of self fulfilling prophecy

A tragedy, but something I wont ever be.

A mockery, of love and effort given free

The treachery, of sunlit sin uncertainty

 

(Fuck you, I wish you the best) 

  • Author: Hem (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 16th, 2025 02:23
  • Comment from author about the poem: “Stuck waiting on someone, who’s not waiting on no one.”
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    Words that roll off the tongue and then one wonders what they mean. A fun poem

  • MatPie

    beautiful wordplay, a tragedy sense of love in display



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