❝I'm a mess.
It's not hard to confess❞
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Is it true that you don't care anymore?
Even if I spent eternity trying to be good for you?
Is it true that you want to leave everything behind?
Even after what we've been through?
Is it true that you want to let me go?
Even after we've held on for for so long?
Is it true that truth no longer matters to you?
When it did, until now?
Is it true that that you want to forget my face?
Even after I've haunted your dreams?
Is it true that I'm no longer the best for you?
Even though, once upon a time, I was your queen?
Is it true that I no longer matter?
Because you've found someone new?
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TALES OF A SURVIVOR// UNDER EDITING
Poetry❝Go to hell.❞ ❝Darling, where do you think I came from?❞ Words from my deepest, darkest soul and caged heart that will find forms at uncanny hours. NOTE: Will update at random, or whenever inspiration strikes.
