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Acting like I no longer love you appeared easy.
Limit yourself and ruin your vision in order to please me.
You were a walking eggshell around me, and I needed to stay away from you.
Whimpers and tears—I don't want to get through you.
I buried a distinct version of myself so that we wouldn't hurt one another anymore.
Hope was lying crushed, my knees touching the floor.
What a remarkable individual you are, and an image I can't forget.
A troubled artist I wish I never met.
rei
Sat, Aug 24 02:20 PM
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Expressing sentiments
PoetryRecords of my very own thoughts, stories, poems, etc. that had been piling up on my notes for far too long. If you don't have anything to do, you can read FF. sentiments for fun. I made this to serve as a storage space or a destination for everythin...
