I'm the flower you used to care about,
The passion you used to love,
And your novocaine whenever you wanted to get numb.
I am that girl who stayed even at your worst.
I am that music whenever you wanted to dance.
I am that cigarette whom you lit up whenever you get stressed,
And that clown when you wanted to have fun.
I had been everything you wanted me to be...
But those every thing weren't me.
And when I failed to be the one you wanted me to be,
You left me taking away the pieces of me.
Sunday, November 10, 2019 ▪️ 8:55 PM
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Smile, Cry, Die
Poésie"How can you save a splitting relationship when you can't even save yourself? " I'm Dane and this are the words I couldn't dare to shout. The words of pain that I couldn't precipitate. The metaphors I couldn't dare to speak... Would you listen? ...
