Inferior

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By Arcassin Burnham


I was just a loner with a hoodie and a deep mind,

Use to call your name in a crisis but you seem fine,

My name remains a mystery to you just wondering,

If anything you say is bad now , it's not comforting,

Finding coffee and comedy fastenating​ Everytime,

You didn't help me when I was down now don't you ever give me time..

Don't you ever come around,
Don't​ you ever look at me,
Don't you ever talk to me..

Don't you ever come around,
Don't​ you ever look at me,
Don't you ever talk to me.

  • Author: Arcassin Burnham (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 28th, 2017 11:20
  • Comment from author about the poem: ©abpoetry2017 http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/05/inferior.html
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 20
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Comments1

  • Augustus

    Love? Enjoyed reading.



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