not giving a damn.

why would he give a damn
if i feel hurt, or if i feel pain...

he doesn't know me well enough
to understand what to tame

that I bleed inside
and it hurts as if I died each day
of the passing time...

I have nobody to turn to
nobody to trust,

that my heart doesn't matter,
my feelings ain't much...

perfect timings

how did you knew
I needed someone to talk to
when you called and said hello
and we had fun
talking about anything kickass
to laptops, nerds, and blue hair
to dota, games, and colorful office wear
thank you very much for the time...
thank you so much...friend of mine...


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