mince pies and misery.

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crying on christmas morning,
your words were like knives
slicing across my skin,
draining my life
s l o w l y

so i took those knives
and swallowed them whole,
no one was going
to ruin my day
this time

however it's best to remember;
i may have
gulped
down
the pain,
like a burning poison
but
i
will
not
forget
the taste of betrayal




//oh hey! there is not much left of this year and I'd like to thank you for everything ❤️

also, please go check out:
Panic. But Poesy? By _BrokenStrings_

❤️❤️❤️

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