The worst writers are the ones who f___ up happy endings
The best ones don't bother to type

I've been writing you this letter in my head for months with no reply.
When did your interest in me die?
Take this sickening shiv I cut all my friends off with

I lie to those who love me by reciprocating
I wish I felt sincere inside
When I needed you to make me needy, how surprising!
You needed nothing of mine
Take this sinking ship I'll take all my friends down with

Because all my friends are anchor end
p___, drunks, and love. These too are found in gutters
I won't throw up, I'm smarter now

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