It’s 1:54 a.m and I’m pretty fucked up
You’re right next to me,
But I’m still fucked up
And It’s 2:59 a.m and you just left and I fucking miss you like hell
I think I’m going to bail
Bail on this but I don’t want it to fail
I’m pretty fucked up but I know I miss you and
I swear to fucking hell that you’re all I ever need and I’m trying to fix this
I’m trying to make it right
I’m trying to give you all my love
I’m trying to treat you right
And I never hope to fuck up again
So pardon my thoughts, I’m pretty fucked up
But I promise to never leave you again
And I — promise to give you my all whether it be as a friend or not and so
I promise to always deliver you my fucking three a.m poem
Because I’m all fucking all for you
About the Creator
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De poetas todos tenemos un poco. 🍂
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