fuck.
i'm fighting to forget u,
but u just won't leave my fuckin mind.its just a bit contradictory,
cause i keep digging through my mind to find this stare of yours.damn, i don't even know if i really wanna forget all of this.
all of what u made/make me feel,
do,
think.u get me so fuckin confused
u fuckin bastard.
— to b.
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poetry
Poetryde la poésie en italien, français, anglais, je verrai si ça ne sera pas trop ridicule à poster.