what do you want me to say, what do you want me to do to prove to you that I'm sorry. I never ment to hurt you. it was the farthest thing from my mind, but I did, and I hate my self so much. I don't wish myself death. I want to wreathe in my hurt knowing I can't fix this fuck up and your suffering for it. I want to peal all my flesh away and show you how much it hurts me for having been the source of all this anguish. I don't know how to deal with any of this this time
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Crimson Regret
Poetrya variety of dark , sensual , heartfelt , loving , or funny poetry written by Stacy Mills. This book is still in the making so there will be more to come.. please comment what you think. All opinions welcome.
