All I See Is Unhappy Couples On Facebook

What are we doing here
Fucking with other B*tches hearts
'Cause you know if they're not here
They lacked the right parts.
And it's not about their genitalia,
Or Whatever you did wrong
But that's not a comfort to you.
And I just wish the drama gone.

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world

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