i'm angry now
can i get angry?
you made me angry
cuz you're the walking red flag
and now you blame me for not loving you
but i'm not my mother
my love don't transcend principles
and i'm not my sister
my love don't pretend
like, i'm grateful for what you're offering
but i don't think i'm able to love
what scares me
what terrifies and electrifies
because even a fictional character can teach me
love isn't supposed to be like that
i know i'm toxic but
maybe that's what you've made me
maybe that's where the blood runs
and i'm sorry but
i don't think i can love someone i'm not
i don't think i can pretend something i loathe
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the chronicle of wasted time
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