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Sounding board
Sounding board
My friend’s constant dread
Always in their head
I’d rather look at paint
Dry than listen to this mess
My other friend
Always wanting more from men
Thinking they are all it is
To be happy and complete
Ignores the flags
Always complains when it’s dead and over
Then it repeats
A friend who forgets
Always says “we have to get together”
But when you make a plan
Forgets you and rolls you over
Never spoken to unless they need something
What’s wrong with me to keep being there
Or am i?
Did they notice?
I’ve deleted them secretly
They won’t even
It’s wonderful when they find other people
And leave me at peace and happy
