I hate what you do, I hate every bit of it. It's always with you, getting the benefit. With the decisions you choose, then act so innocent.
Stop pretending like you can make me feel better, the only thing you know is stabbing me. This is not something you can tinker, I don't recommend you flee. You better adjust your attitude, before I break not what's only us, but you.
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Infinity
PoetryA dazzling view of words. Multiple perspectives of life and my deepest thoughts and feelings. I write to relieve it all. Thanks for reading! ~Highest rank: #102 in poetry~
