And I could never decide which was worse; you hating me enough for me to cross your mind
or you so casually severing me from your life in indifference I could only expect from the dead
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Desolate Moon (SS 2)
Poetrymore exhibitionism, more emotional outbursts, more uncomfortably uncut honesty. TRIGGER WARNING.
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And I could never decide which was worse; you hating me enough for me to cross your mind
or you so casually severing me from your life in indifference I could only expect from the dead
