His tone, icy
Mood, standoffish
I didnt feel cherished
I didnt feel cared for
I felt like a burden
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Heartbreak and Backache
PoetryHeartbreak chronicles. In no particular order, the musings of my heart, the cries of my soul, the inner workings of my psyche. Four months of highs, lows and wreckage.
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His tone, icy
Mood, standoffish
I didnt feel cherished
I didnt feel cared for
I felt like a burden
