I never felt the need
To pretend
That everything was okay
It’s normal to hurt and bleed
When things end
And people go away
I never felt the need to be cruel
To act like it didn’t matter to me
As if I was unfazed, fine, even great
It takes a special kind of fool
To show off, hoping they’ll see,
And giving in to a petulant hate
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Author: Kevin Trent Boswell
Kevin Trent Boswell is a thing that once blinked briefly in and out of existence. It made noises and gestures while it lasted. The exact nature of its demise is unclear. Some sources say it collapsed beneath the weight of entropy and time. Other tertiary evidence suggests the possibility that it was destroyed by a predator, an accident, or perhaps even by itself. The truth of the matter is unknown. Luckily, no one cares.
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