A FRIEND'S POEM FOR SOMEONE
do not love me
i have nothing to give
not even the honesty
that you expect
do not follow me
i have no direction
do not say that because
you love me
then everything will be
alright, far from it
when you force love
upon my hair
what do i have? a crown
of thorns
when you insist that things
will be as they will be
i begin to wish
that i become air again
invisible, cold, and
wandering.
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