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No one likes you 

They say

But I really don’t care anyway

I know that there’s a bigger picture

A better life around the bend

Being disliked is no the end

Or is it?

I tip toe inside carefully

the room feels empty and cold without you here

abandoned

your faded teddy bear sleeps on your bed

your pink sheets already seem duller

there's still piles of smelly clothes on the floor

Guitar Girl

She plays guitar 

She writes songs

She lives not far

And I could stay there all day long

She ties back her hair

And hides her insecurities 

I rode

Down your street

The other day.

It’s always

Going to be

Your street,

Even though

And with the Emerald and brown depth
Knowledge pervades
Foreigner walking long, restless paths
Can refresh their tongues
In your depth

And with her books 

In her bed 

Came waves 

Over deck 

And her tired body 

Went to sleep 

calm