Poem: "Curse of the Fourth?"

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January 4th, 2021
Our 10 year friend-anniversary
Damn, I knew you for half my life
Don't regret shit
should've gotten it tatted
I.IV.XI engraved on our wrist
but, you decided that you had it
started the rift in our stagnant

February 4th, 2021
Worst fourth of them all
"She left, Tasia"
grandma gained her wings
On that beautiful snowy day in philly
My vulnerability showed, it just felt surreal
I cried to everyone, including you
thank you for being there
and putting all our shit behind
"Nothing has changed" to remind

March 4th, 2021
Back to school tomorrow
You told me you'd see me
on Monday...no Wednesday,...now the next
but, still you ain't pull through
Hell yeah, I was mad at you🤷🏽‍♀️
Did you really take it to heart?
"Are you mad at me?🤔" sent in blue
was the last time I'd speak to you
who knew
Yet, Just last Sunday I was your boo?

April 4th, 2021
Still haven't heard from you
even feared I lost you too
but ya lightskin ass still here
and yeah,..it relived my fears 😩
But fuck you
It's been a month and it's taught me a lot
You and your words ain't shit
and our shit still on rocks
I Miss you though
and my voice— bitch I got a sore throat 😭
So yeah, my fourth is going swell 🙃
Happy Easter though🐰💐
shit, just prayin' May 4th goes well🤷🏽‍♀️🙃




✨Inspiration: I just felt like writing something for Easter. That's when I started thinking to myself, like damn...every 4th of each month in 2021 so far has been...shitty for me personally. I hope this not a trend 😬

Thoughts?

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