i've been hurt... again.
you were my muse, my everything
yet you still managed to step on me like leaves in the spring.
i hate the fact that you treat me like i'm nothing
you words are as bitter as talking a sip of warm, black coffee...
i hate you, and you hate me, the feeling is mutual..
you're like a cloud of smoke... filling my lungs, i cant stop taking hits of you..
your flavor is so good... it's kind of bittersweet
one minute you taste like honey... then the next you taste so foul that i can't even bare to be around you, but i keep coming back to you..
cause i'm addicted to you.
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HELLLO!!!!!! i am so sorry i haven't been updating! my life has been so hectic recently i haven't really been able to find the time to write...
YOU ARE READING
the trials and tribulations of emotions
Poesía...hi there may be trigger warnings from some parts, so please for the love of GOD if you're sensitive don't read this book.
