i figured she was gonna take my heart regardless
road trip on me
i think there's a bridge my van wants to meet
not afraid to die, easy to see
he was drunk driving, im on e
you said you were gonna leave
not gonna happen
who's the guy? brady? steve?
doesn't matter to me
my crazy heart
and your crazy thoughts
as we hit the bridge
that's just the start
of ending our part
in this cruel world of ours
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I'll Be Fine (pt. 1 of 2)
Poetrypoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife apparently wattpad limits the number of parts you can have, so I'm s...
