You were always making jokes.
Some were funny
Some weren't.
Sometimes you could make me laugh so hard I could barely stand
And other times you made me feel very small.
Yes, you were always making jokes
Perhaps the biggest joke of all;
Was promising to stay
When you always planned
On leaving.
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Love and Other Fuckups
PoetryA collection of poems and drabbles about things such as life, love, and fucking up.
