She's fucking dead to me
Continuing an age old cycle
You don't confess your love
Just to fucking leave me
You botch
I saw it
Holding hands with that asshole
You know what I've got to do
I made a promise
And now I have to keep it
I'm fuckin dead meat anyways
You know that
Sabrina you tell me every time
How you loved and lost
But you're just as bad
You're a liar and a cheat
You stole my heart
Again, just like that manipulative bitch
And guess what
Smashed It to bits
But its fine
I'm fuckin dead anyways
But at least I'm not one thing
At least I'm no fucking traitor
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Journal
PoesíaThis is just a collaboration of poems that I wrote to get me through the day sometimes. Dealing with heartbreak tends to be deep and unforgiving but this was the only way I knew how
