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i had friends at one point:
black friends, white friends, yellow and brown. they were funny looking, they smelled, some were fat others were skinny. some of them were beautiful, so pretty that you thought it odd to admire a friend in that way. some of them were lost and dark, with secrets and hidden thoughts about the way things were. some of them opened up like books, with their pages out and ideas floating about. some of them i'd kill if i met again. some of them i'd like to punch in the face until they are blue on the ground where i would drop my pants and piss on their faces.
most i don't want to see anymore. may it be in the grocery store, on the road, between classes at fiu. i don't like going certain places because i'd rather not see them there. i don't want to meet certain people that are still around because i'd rather not see them. i'd sit at home all day if it meant i could further avoid their company.
i have a few friends now. they are good people. some pretend they are still friends of mine, which doesn't go as planned when they speak with me. i've grown tired of beating around the social bush. just shut up already because i really don't want to tell you how i am. if you were a friend, you wouldn't have to ask.
thank you, person reading this.
signed: your friend.
black friends, white friends, yellow and brown. they were funny looking, they smelled, some were fat others were skinny. some of them were beautiful, so pretty that you thought it odd to admire a friend in that way. some of them were lost and dark, with secrets and hidden thoughts about the way things were. some of them opened up like books, with their pages out and ideas floating about. some of them i'd kill if i met again. some of them i'd like to punch in the face until they are blue on the ground where i would drop my pants and piss on their faces.
most i don't want to see anymore. may it be in the grocery store, on the road, between classes at fiu. i don't like going certain places because i'd rather not see them there. i don't want to meet certain people that are still around because i'd rather not see them. i'd sit at home all day if it meant i could further avoid their company.
i have a few friends now. they are good people. some pretend they are still friends of mine, which doesn't go as planned when they speak with me. i've grown tired of beating around the social bush. just shut up already because i really don't want to tell you how i am. if you were a friend, you wouldn't have to ask.
thank you, person reading this.
signed: your friend.