i spilled my words
out to him
like a criminal
in a father's
confessional booth,
with easei knew
they weren't going anywhere,
they never did//A/N speaking of criminal acts, I just paid 30p for a Freddo. I'm just gonna go evaluate my life choices now//
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Puisiwhen life gets me down, i write // highest ranking: #1 in poetry #2 in hot poetry