Goodbye,
Anger fumed off of you, I could tell you didn't get your way and you were throwing a fit. I couldn't help but laugh because you were acting so childlike. You won't get what you want that way, sweetie. You'll just lose respect.
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YOU ARE READING
Hello, Goodbye
PoesíaThese are notes to the ones I saw, but never spoke to. To the ones I lost and never found- to all the ones who need this. To all the ones who feel the same way as I do. This is for you, not me.
