I was blind to not see
How it was a hollow apology.
How I shouldn't dare,
Because you don't care.
It gets out of hand
And I don't understand
Why I let you play me like this.
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Hopelessly
PoetryThe difference between this time and others, Is that they were all wrong. This feeling keeps me up at night Because it once felt so right. But it took me so long To find out I was wrong. And there you go again, Pulling at heartstrings. Once again, c...
