Of No Value
Author: Shiloh


do any of you really know me?
no, I don't believe you do.
and if you did,
you would not like it.
I am so damn screwed up
that I have gotten used to it.
I am not one you would want
to share a park bench with,
let alone spend any time
in the same vicinity with.
Believe me.
I am become very dark of late,
and I don't care.


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