what is this in my chest,
i thought i put it to rest,
never to beat again,
i think i am going insane,
is this because of you?
i thought this beat was through,
every touch it beats a littler harder,
i never wanted to be a bother,
i have a heartbeat,
this is where i give up in defeat,
your love for me is too strong,
don't get me wrong,
i love you just as much,
since every touch,
what is this in my chest?
i don't know but it is for the best.
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Don't You Get It? ✅
Poetrywhen i tried to avoid the fact i wanted to die, by writing anti-suicide poems. now this book sort of became a person, it grew a mind, a soul, and a heart. so, in turn, it kept listening to my petty problems. (lowercase intended) Highest Ranking: #18...
