Shitshitshitshitshit
Fuck.
Did she see?
Did she see the scars?
F U C K.
i... i don't know.
Dammit.
i have to be more careful. i can't let this happen again.
She can't know. Not yet.
She won't understand.
No one would understand.
i really hope she didn't see.
She would have said something right?
Fuck. Fuckfuckuckfuck.
She probably saw.
Who am i kidding? They never see.
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For All Of My Lost Causes
PuisiA book of poetry for all of the people out there who have been deemed Lost Causes. This is a book of pain and emotions that I want to share with people who are struggling like I have/am. There isn't a happy ending like other poetry, but it's genuine...
