A bad habit
A rusty blade
Some blood on the floor
And some shame
It hurts to know
That you care
But I still hurt
And you just stare
I did it on purpose
I did it without shame
Just to try and forget your name
So I'll just smile
I'll just wave
And maybe one day
One day I'll forget this pain
Ex: I found a new bad habit. Not the one mentioned but close to it. I'm sorry :(
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Ramble
PoesíaMe going of ranting in poems and warning! This gets depressing and rage inducing. And sadly very true for many situations.
