Hiii, it’s the last day of pride month and my birth month so on today’s delight I’m giving myself the gift of sharing three poems I was scared to let anyone read. They are called I’ve been a bad friend, Freedom from judgement, and What does it mean to be a human and discarded. Onto the delights…
I’ve been a bad friend
I’ve been a bad friend I've been a bad friend because I’ve been scared to be a good friend Being a good friend means I’ll care about you which means when I lose you it will hurt me
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