I know it's almost four a.m,
But time never really mattered.
I'm making wars just for fun
Making peace with my obsessions.
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— 444 ; E.D
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The Diary of a Fallen Girl
PoetryThere is no relief. Only love, And death. *** This is dedicated to everyone who has broken my heart before. Thank you. *** {Highest Ranking: #315 in poetry} {Trigger Warning}
4 a.m
I know it's almost four a.m,
But time never really mattered.
I'm making wars just for fun
Making peace with my obsessions.
___
— 444 ; E.D
