I know that I cannot lie
I kinda let her fucking die
I never told her what to say in the letter
Kinda told her she could fly
I kinda let her go
Thought she'd come back (as far as I could throw)
I kinda gave up hope
Wasn't my place (not) to be okay, though
Bittersweet suicide
Die for the drama
You can learn to lie
Bittersweet suicide (romanticized)
Died so that sympathy could thrive
Died for my conscience
Fly high
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Letters For Someone, Someday
PoetryPoems and short stories/The manic ramblings of a middle schooler (except the last chapter I'm not in middle school anymore) Tws: references to suicide, death, drugs, abuse, I don't know u can handle it
