you think he makes the sun shine,
but darling,
he doesn't.
he's what makes your eyes tear and your cuts bleed.
he is the thoughts in your head that rip you apart.
and, my god,
I know you love him,
but he's killing you!
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Sad Poems
Poetrymade this because I like sad things. Book one and two are on my profile if you'd like to read them as well + they are shit, k? appreciate you reading, voting, or commenting. «LOWERCASE INTENDED» (a.f. is me, if you're wondering. private message me...
