sorry about all of this.
i'm unsure of all i feel.
i'm sorry you had to be the cause.
it's unfortunate
i've fallen into something other than love.
doubt, anxiety.
i'm sorry that i'm a coward.
i'm sorry can't stop my own pain.
i'm sorry i'm blaming this on you.
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end part 04
YOU ARE READING
if only we were born with wings
Poetrybecause then, if we were, we could escape all this mayhem we live in ~~~~ it's a lot of me talking about heartache i no longer have and spite and sadness as aesthetically as i can
