Risk.

She flirted with death.

So did he.

They both smoked their life away

They both tried endlessly to kill themselves

But their parents wouldn’t let them

Because they were selfish.

They both drank

Nasty-ass vodka and whiskey.

Me?

I smoke those shitty vapes

And drink wine.

I’m a high-class dumbass.

We all accepted rides from strangers

We were all trying to run from our past.

But when we all loved each other in turn

But not together.

That was the most dangerous thing,

Love.

This poem is about: 
Me

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