Your sun kissed lips told sweet sweet lies.
My moon graced arms still reached for you.
My ears were deaf to the lies.
I willed them not to be true.
I tried and tried and tried.
But nothing seemed to work.
You still broke my heart.
But it was worth it
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ØVERTHINKING
PoezieØverthinking 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
