I blamed myself so long ago
Because I cared more about my day
Should've said goodbye
Yet I went on my way
If I knew that was your last day
I would've turned back time
And said I love you
And always hold your hand with mine
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Hidden Pride
PoetryYears of depression bottled up and pour out. TW//: d*pression, su*cidal thoughts, self loathing, etc All poems are the authors original creation. Do not steal!
