The first night, I sat there, staring at the ceiling.
The second day, I sat there, crying like a little baby.
The third day, I sat there, staring at the phone in front of me with our messages.
The fourth day, I sat there, wondering who would ever love someone like me.
The fifth day, I sat there, thinking about Self harm.
The sixth day, I sat there wondering about the afterlife.
The seventh day, I sat there, thinking about you, and us..
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Poems by me.
Poetryall these poem's are by me and from personal experience, please don't steal it and if you use it in any videos or pictures please ask and tag me in it. <3
