I'm not usually the one on this end of things, talking about my feelings and spilling my guts out for you to hear,
I'm the one you'd find at the other end, listening to your pain, your fears, the things that keep you up at night, all of the many ways that things can go wrong for you,
And I sit there and just listen, and act like I don't have or feel those same things, like my life is all fairy fucking tales and rainbows when it's not,
And I might have fooled you once and that's on me but don't let me fool you again.
~ Robyn ~
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The heart that cried wolf
Poetry~ This book contains several write ups like the one below ~ I use to think that whatever you put into the universe would always come back to you, just like a boomerang, but not all boomerangs return to their throwers, I've played the role of putting...
