You were the ruler of lives.
I loved you even when you cut me down.
I felt like I bared a thousand knives.
You were just like that oldschool bully on a playground.
But something changed in you,
We spent hours together.
For the first time I thought you loved me too.
But you were just a storm of bad weather.
So I guess you ruined me.
But that was your plan wasn't it?
You stupid, beautiful, liar.
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My Inner Constriction
PoesíaPoems I've written over the course of time relating to my struggles with depression and failed relationships.