Broke boy (Remove filter)
Broke Boy.
This is a poem written for the guy ,from his perspective, all of my other poems are about when he and I were still together.
Broke Boy.
I lost my wallet yesterday.
Went back to the south side.
It wasn’t there.
Some dickhead must of stole it.
Oh well.
It really doesn’t matter.
I’m a broke boy anyway.
Friday 2nd March 2018 3:21 pm
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