July 19,2018
Broken memories file into my head, how am I supposed to unsay the things I've said?
While I lay here broken inside my bed, you've already found someone new. You replace the people who mean the most to you.
Forgetting who they are in the process. Toxicity pluses with our trembling hands trying to force something together, intertwining our fingers to walk yet another tightropes of problems.
These crossed wires just making us both tired, broken phone calls with dead lines forcing us apart. We weren't meant to be in the first place,
But at least god gave us a head start
-<3 love <3
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PoetryA book of poems, for any emotion. Trigger warning!! Some adult content? I mean if your triggered by depression and stuff like that don't read some of the poems! Thank you
