"think before you do something"
the voice in my head said
i always go the wromg route,
but it's a route of temporary feelings
i think
and
think
and
think
and nothing
all i know is that,
in the end
was it all worth the risk?
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secrets i've kept hidden (a poetry story)
Poetryi have secrets, we have secrets, you and i, we were made of glass friends aren't really your friend, family isn't always blood the demon fucking with my head here's my story
