I might have to break her heart and it's killing me
We work side-by-side
Chatting vaguely every now and again
About everything under the sun
I laugh along and smile as if nothing is wrong
I am a liar
The world is falling apart and it's my fault
I am a liar
and I am going to break her heart.
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Musings on Life from a Dead Girl
Poetry#2 in poetry July 2024 Poetry about the life of a girl.
