All that effort
all that time
that I gave you
I should've spent
looking after myself
Then maybe I wouldn't have been alone
I would have a part of myself
to keep me company
the part of myself
I gave to you
Which you destroyed.
YOU ARE READING
Angst angst and more angst.
PoetryWhere I try to write sad poems. //written in my young depressed era, republished for the memory
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All that effort
all that time
that I gave you
I should've spent
looking after myself
Then maybe I wouldn't have been alone
I would have a part of myself
to keep me company
the part of myself
I gave to you
Which you destroyed.