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Chimuanyawrites

Poetry is the niche but too chatty to not be versatile

ENDSHIP

Sep 4, 2026

You could access me But I couldn’t reach you

I opened every door

While you kept yours locked

I questioned it

But you ended up blaming me

Called me strict while I was being playful

I can’t remember inviting you to sail with me

And now this boat won’t sail anymore

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Be your own captain

Sail your own waters

Don’t ever call me friend

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I will build the finest ship

And sail beyond your reach

Walking my path to success

Walking out of mistakes

And embracing myself by myself

I always knew

This fri-endship won’t last

It’s ended

Never will you access me again

Never

I gave away my peace

“Isn’t it time I bottled up too?”

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Chimuanyawrites
Chimuanyawrites

Written by Chimuanyawrites

Poetry is the niche but too chatty to not be versatile