Poetry

Fuckboy

Rather explain
Then apologize
I just thought
You’d forgive me
After every excuse
And apology
I figured by now
You’d be used to me
Not expect much from me
And if I could borrow some money
Your car too
I’ll get back to you
Maybe I can come through
I’ll hit you up
2 am at the latest
let me come through
I can make you forget
I’m a fuckboy

 

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