Fake

Mon, 10/19/2015 - 09:11 -- EV2016

I'm not a fake,


but you say otherwise,


Which makes me break,


but gives you butterflies.


And in the end


I'm long dead


Some friend,


so I fled.


How dare you call me fake,


when you see me BREAK!

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