He didn't believe in consequences
He never gave one fuck
He said "they'll never kill me,
So I will always try my luck"
In my sleep i've seen him
Does that mean i miss him
He's actually not a nice person
And he's got a reputation
Once he looked healthy
One time a new fashion style
If he's still alive
I won't see him for a while
Talked about being missed for a week
Then a touchy subject you dare speak
He's a clever character
He'll survive, he's not weak
In a way i'm jealous
He fucked off without a trace
No contact with any acquaintances
Able to build a new life away from this
Even though it wasn't on good circumstances
He got motivation for a new start of it
Although he'll keep his philosophies
So it's a new opportunity to turn it all to shit...
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Author:
Jazzy.Special (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A poem about conflicting feelings I have about a man I know going 'missing'
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Comments2
Lol can relate 💘
Pluss' and minuses all wrapped up in one poem and one person. Well done
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