That night,
I watched you find security
In his arms.
That night,
You made me feel
My insignificance.
That night,
I became so sick of you two;
I ran away...
I hid in the dankest, darkest place in my heart
Where only I can betray myself
Again
That night,
You left.
I changed.
I lived again.
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Crepidice
PoetryA mixture and collection of poems, verses and prose that goes against the typical normative literature
