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it was my mistake,
wasn't it?
to walk straight into hell
and think I'd meet a few angels?
it was my mistake,
wasn't it?
to see the best in all the worst,
the blessed in all the cursed?
it was my mistake,
damn it.
you were just another creature of hell,
and my dad even compared you to an angel.
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YOU ARE READING
the places i've been to inside
Poetryt h e p l a c e s i ' v e b e e n t o i n s i d e ╰ a compilation of poems ╰ ongoing i am still on my journey. i do not know where this heads to, but it's all inside.
