Every time I opened up
Every time I tried to love
They made me regret
Everything I never said
Everything that got me mad
Things I could never forget
Everyone I used to trust
Everyone I thought were my first
Did me bad
Everyday I count the stars
Everyday I see my scars
And wish I was dead
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cacophony: a poetry collection
Poetryhighest rank - #1 in poetry • ° cacophony ; a meaningless mixture of sounds ° here i present a messy cluster of my thoughts. just like what the title mean, 'meaningless' my thoughts are to which I give shape in the form of words. this book is a com...
