You're not a friend, you're a virus.
Not a plague just yet, but
That seems rather possible.
One day some Camus wannabe
Will write about how you tortured
A small French-speaking port town.
And like some Ancient Greek man,
I will state that "I
Am
No one."
And maybe then you will settle
Into the ground like dust.
I know you'll be kicked up again...
But I want to be long gone when
It finally happens.
Also:
I hope your resurrection HURTS.
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