disappear, faded, and fallout image

I don’t want to see,
whatever you post.
I don’t want to know,
in whose arms you’re lost.

I don’t even care,
if you’re behind or ahead.
I don’t even care,
if you’re alive or dead.

I don’t want to hear,
only lies you would tell.
I don’t want to be there,
but I do wish you well.

I don’t even care,
if you’re behind or ahead.
I don’t even care,
if you’re alive or dead.

Poetry by Paras
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