You were a fucking lie.
A figment of my imagination,
my everything.
Now I can't seem to breathe
you've left me weak and battered
I watched with horror as my heart went shatter.
this one's trash but oof :')
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Unsent Letters (COMPLETED)
PoetryWelcome to reality. A book in which Casuallycool writes letters and never sends them. (Hence the title) This book contains profanity.
