Her Words

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Dear journal,

I've been laying in my bed,

Lots of things on my head,

Gotta kept it in my head,

You made me cry,

I can't hurt you,

I'm glad not to call you mine,

I'd wish we've gone steady,

I want to fly like angels,

But not all angels have wings,

But not all heroes have capes,

On my way to break,

But you know dirty secrets and it's killing me,

It's tearing me apart,

I'm just hanging on every word you'd say,

I know I will never get better..

Unless you do.

Sincerely,
Nightingale