Why.
You are poisonous.
I thought I forgot.
I thought I moved on.
But you came flooding back to me.
I thought I was strong.
I thought I was done.
I thought I wouldn't fall again.
I fell.
I'm falling.
I'm bound again.
By something that will never be.
I don't understand.
Why are you so poisonous.
A/N I don't even know what this is XD NOOO XYLOPHONE KILLER.
Don't ask.
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Poems From A Thought-Filled Girl
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