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Posted bybernardsbarnesPosted inPoetryTags:, , , , ,

I am predictable and boring
I don’t know how you put up with me
I mean, Jesus, how many times
may you sit in this
the same shit, the same bar
and feel like a real man?

Published by bernardsbarnes

Writer. Artist. Performer. A little boy dreaming of the stars.

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