damn you,
damn you,
damn you.
Again, I prove again
that I am an incompetent
idiot, incapable of taking
care of myself in any
meaningful way wahtsoever.
I've lost my metro
pass yet again,
or for the first time
really.
But I've lost things more
valuable than this,
and every single time,
I am ashamed.
This is a blog of some poetry I wrote at different times. Mostly it's about my broken heart.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
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