Goodbye,
Shed your eyes, I don't want you to see what I have become. I do not want you to see the beast that lingers in my soul. I know, I preach to help you but I do not deserve your help. Look away, turn the other way, now is my turn to push you away.
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YOU ARE READING
Hello, Goodbye
PoetryThese 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.
