You say you promise but I don't believe it's true.
you break your swears and my heart
I lost something I really loved
you threw all these words like they're nothing
but they hurt like knives.
fat and ugly Alone Again
I wanted to say goodbye but it's fine because I'm just Faking It Right
but what happens when I finally pull the trigger tonight
what happens when I Tie the Rope or finally jump
what happens then
well then
I'm dead and and you've won.
Well congrats I'm dead but at least I'm happy and so are you
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ØVERTHINKING
PoetryØverthinking leads tø fear. Fear leads tø anxiety. Døn't knøw what's inside øf me. F A L L I N G Everyøne has their demøns. Søme møre than øthers. These are mine
