You never loved me. A lie you once told. Your irises spoke the truth through your mind so cold. An illusion you made. Your acting was so convincing you tricked yourself. How could I allow my mind to wander back into yours? Torturing myself with memories I say i'm fine to keep. Inside I know i'm sad, my dreams tell me so as I sleep. How devious my mind is to hurt my heart with ease. Some closer is to be sought. We both thought so, but love me you did not.
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Pitiful
Poesía"Never trust a scream, it lies with its fear, it's scared of the truth, it's scared for you to hear." A collection of poems made about me and to be read by you. Please enjoy. ⚠️Content warning⚠️: May contain triggering content.
