My friendship isn't the gap between Christmas and New Years,
where celebrations
Can't cover your loneliness
And you don't have enough
To pay the bill,
Sticking me with
More than the tip.
That's no gift,
Nothing more than excuses
Cooked well and served;
I am not hungry.
The bland disrespect
Doesn't appease my palate.
Thanks but no thanks.
I'd rather listen to my emptiness,
Admit my hunger,
Than eat w/ you.
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