Ghettotastic_bong
Bluelighter
I guess the lighthearted infantile approach i previously took with this poem has been disliked, so i'll replace it with stark honestly. It's painful to have lost a friend over something so confusing and petty, and this poem is about the emotions associated with losing a friend, and i hope he who it's intended for would heed it's advice.
first meeting, kindness
you opened your heart and soul
another lost soul
pontificate life
countless nights wasted away
comfort in the cold
in the thaw of spring,
your true charcter would reveal
immature appeal
dropped out from college
trying to find happiness
hopelessly lovestruck
those who do not learn
from history are bound to
repeat it, some say
hopeless dramatics
guiding these who show hatred
random bluelighters
so it comes to this
a charade to avoid me
i'd have understood
first meeting, kindness
you opened your heart and soul
another lost soul
pontificate life
countless nights wasted away
comfort in the cold
in the thaw of spring,
your true charcter would reveal
immature appeal
dropped out from college
trying to find happiness
hopelessly lovestruck
those who do not learn
from history are bound to
repeat it, some say
hopeless dramatics
guiding these who show hatred
random bluelighters
so it comes to this
a charade to avoid me
i'd have understood
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