Being Fat
Being Sick
Is not the key
To keep you happy
I bid you farewell
You replies was not well
Now I wonder if you have let me go
You say your are sorry for going missing
After one reply
Missing you went again
So now I wonder if we are really over
Should I text you to ask or continue to ponder
I'm tired of writing this mediocre poem
I'll go to bed and maybe this then will really end.
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