I thought I buried that well
But how could they dig up
A 9 foot grave from hell?
There must have been a hint
That sparked a victim
To dig up such a mess
Of my heart's crimes
Far from less
It feels so wrong to
bring that upA murderer who stood up innocent
Into the front of the audience
And dropped the formalities
Eager to know who could've spread such fatality
No wonder she couldn't look at me in the eye
I'm talking about, her, who longed to be with the guy
I feel so villainous
But only got the role because of my childish crime
-Butter
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Miss Haze
Poetry" ѕhє σncє ѕαíd ѕhє wαѕ thє σcєαn. вut αѕ ѕhє dívєd ín, ѕhє wαѕ ín α ѕtαtє σf cσnfuѕíσn " She was Miss Blue ✳️ ☁️ Miss Haze, is she //poetry series//a story of hazy thoughts and poems Started: 10/03/19 Published: 10/20/19 ♦ [ Update: Tryi...