Overthinking about you
Is not surely about you
Is about me
I blame me
You warned me
I did this to me
I did not run from you
I drowned for you
You killed me
I killed me
You are happy
I should be happy
Instead, I am sad
And that is what makes me mad
Mad at me
Mad at you
Destroying me
Is what should be destroying you
But no one gets everything they want
And that is why we are on the drain
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Foolishly Unloved
PoetryLove is a weakness that can be turned to something beautiful But we have to learn That some times Only some times Can break our hearts a lot But we are the ones That will have the strength To carry on with the pain And live DISCLAIMER: I was in...
