hey you

crossed out, x’d out, I miss you,
and you could notice me even less.

you’ve got new hair, I can’t tell lies.

you’re pretty in a dark, roadies eyes.
I am a pest.

I wrecked all chances years ago;
you messed me up, you filled
things up hours later. I messed up hours ago.

Nothing fixes me, you can’t
fix a fox on a flea, you’ve ignored
my plea for infatuation. I fucked up hours ago.

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