Themes of death, possible trigger warning (irony)
A poem about triangulation. There’d be zero issues if they were “just friends”. But they’re not, and he doesn’t love her but she’s got her hooks in him anyway fully knowing she’s keeping him from TRUE LOVE or any real chance of HAPPINESS
If you lay down your arms, I will lay down my pride.
They care not while I rot.
I wrote a song. Night Riding Lyrics