Poetry · Writing

yield sign re(move)d

we are worth more then one chance

i usually deploy a weak baseball rule

three strikes

but weak because i can never call anyone out

even when they deserve it-


bad shit comes in threes(bleed)

should have been a breeze(beast)

fucked around caught your disease(21)


you have been out for years

kept you around against my wishes

missed the days when it was simple

dimples and smiles got you in the door

war followed and never stopped-

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