Injustice.

Blue MP3 players,
orange pumpkin sweatshirts
and green pickled pickles.

This wasn’t
supposed to happen
-not to me
and you.

Why do you
have to make
me laughs so much?

Skipping iPod
plays songs that
remind me
and I miss you
-it just isn’t right.

Go away from
my head
no lucky for me.

An empty notebook page
is randomly filled
with a subconscious name.

I’m just not
the one
to do this sort
of thing.

Make it stop.

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