it will be a beautiful death—
but an empty funeral.
i could tell you the truth,
only if you wanted me to.
the truth is i lied,
boy did i lie—
but you don't care.
you never did.
thank you for breaking me,
it will be a beautiful death.
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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}
