as the days go by
and our old swings sits still
i try not to wonder why not kill
you done nothing at all
you are my downfall
i hope you rot
yes i'm full of hate
only because you made me this way
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lowercase • poetry
Poetrya collection of poems i made throughout my teenage years and every moment i felt with the boy i thought i once gave my heart to. • • • • previously known as blurry eyes
days go by
as the days go by
and our old swings sits still
i try not to wonder why not kill
you done nothing at all
you are my downfall
i hope you rot
yes i'm full of hate
only because you made me this way
