M is my ex-best friend, who ruined my life to save hers. I think I saw her today.
deceptive minds
spread lies to erase fears
to save us from ourselves
little do they know
there's no escape
from this vicious maze
It will keep leading me back to you
again and again
S.S confirmed it too, she saw you
Honey when we meet
There'll be no birds flying away from us
or sweet music playing in the background
When we meet
I'll walk by like nothing happened
and that itself should shred you to pieces.
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Reaper In The Dusk.
Poetry| Compilation of poems about depression｜ I present you the wounds that never showed on me which are deeper than anything that bleeds. This is my only chance to escape free a penalty for my deeds. My head is a very dark place. Which needs to be cared...
