Remember the night you told me you were leaving
The tears were running down your face
like the pouring rain outside my appartement
I didn't cry at first
I cried when you've shut the door behind you
Because i realized this was the last time i will
Feel your lips on mine
- Broken up
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Thin as Paper
PoetryThis is my journal This is my thoughts and my real feelings Enjoy the dairy of a broken girl ⚠️TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ ( certain poems are about eating disorder and abuse of drugs and sex so yeah your warned)