Buddy 3
My buddy wants me to go.
In the midst of that made-up nature,
just for the general attendance
and just as a general creature,
to a gathering I sometimes find
so fake and shallow.
She said so formally,
"Why would you need anybody ?
Go, be by yourself, and have fun !"
But buddy, if you could only tell,
"Just go for me,
breaking your aversive shell",
then that would have spun
the fondest reason for me to go,
an angelic reason, oh! my buddy,
you would have emotively done.
(27.01.2025)
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