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by Laura Bruns 4 years ago in sad poetry
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I'm here early

Like always

Waiting for everyone else

Pretending I'm not cold

Pretending I'm not lonely

Pretending I'm not kind of suicidal

Pretending it was an accident

That I got here early


I don't do this

All the time

I'm not crying

In my car

Waiting for everyone else

Because I'm cold

Because I'm lonely

Because I'm kind of suicidal

Because it wasn't an accident

That I got here early

I'm chilled to the bone

Because I can't afford

To keep my car running

Gas is expensive

And if I'm going to keep living

I have to have the money

sad poetry

About the author

Laura Bruns

A feminist who writes a lot of shit. I get lonely, so I turn to my pen and paper.

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