we'll play with eachothers hearts
we'll play with eachothers strings
we'll play until our feelings are singed
we'll watch us drift apart on small rafts
but there's nothing
like ruining my psyche
with you.
but tonight, your apartment, your home
draws me in
pulls me and beckons
for a small little taste of me, just like
the old days
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I'll Be Fine (pt. 1 of 2)
Poetrypoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife apparently wattpad limits the number of parts you can have, so I'm s...
