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I feel like I know you inside and out.
I've opened up so you know me without a doubt.
I know you don't feel the same,
based on what you've said about what's his name.
I have never felt this way before,
it's eating me down to the core.
Deep down inside my bones,
I know I'm not even in the friend zone.
I fucking hate having these feelings.
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I know I broke the rhyme scheme at the end, that was on purpose. Thank you for reading this! If you liked it, feel free to heart, comment, and/or subscribe.
About the Creator
Rene Peters
I write what I know, usually in the form of poetry. I tend to lean towards mental health, epilepsy, and loss/grieving.
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