"I want to get better" I have this thought repeating in my head like an alarm, and I try, I really try not to depend on you anymore , but I still find myself returning to you, crying to you, and you hold me close to you giving me the comfort I'm needing, if it wasn't for you I wouldn't have felt this shit after all, you're my disease as well as my cure.
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PoesíaMy mind is dark, intensive and sexual. P.s: This is a mature content, and may get sexual at times. Please read at your own risk. Higest rank #10 as of 13/3, 18/3, 24/3 #9 as of 30/3 #6 as of 3/8 #3 as of 4/9 And #1 in sad poems tag 4/9
