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I wanna curl up and die
and bid you goodbye
I wanna pass you like I don't care,
I wanna call a circle a squareI wanna mispell
I wanna leap on a cliff
I want to live
like I for once,
don't give a shitI want to lay my head back,
at least think of nothing
and push my tears away back,
sending them reelingand if I won't be able to do these things,
find me inside my bedroom
actually thinking things over,
and I won't be able to come out soon
YOU ARE READING
tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you
Poetryyou left, and tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you is what's left of me. cover by @babyblue997