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Again, I went to a friend's house, The Grater and I barely enjoyed myself

What was meant to be fun and games turned to a mindless hell

Only salvation from the purgatory like state I was placed in were the Alien and Horse

Texting them while the Grater and I giggled like school girls talking to their crushes

Which is not an entirely wrong description but I digress

Contemplation was condensed and condemned in favour of constant joy

A fair trade in my eyes, but my mind might be flawed

But the care and love I seen today was more overt and understandable

Now I'm in this kinda limbo yet clearly dating state with that Alien

Sending kissy faces and hearts that hide scars, yet not spoken about or referenced by name

Ah the vain and shame of life in its essence and entirety

Love is such a fragile and confusing state entirely