•Eighty-Two•

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"Is all your poetry like this?"

"Like what?"

"Makes you want to throw yourself off a cliff...who hurt you?"

All I could do was look at my feet.
Thinking about the shame of letting you take everything from me and still love you at the price of nothing in return.
I miss the person I was and cry for the person I am.
I fear the person I will become is one that no longer exists.
My bigger fear is that makes you happy.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 30, 2023 ⏰

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