This bag of cookies
Is a peace treaty
So please
Forgive me
I've hurt everyone I'm loving
I'm aware of the pain I'm causing
Looking for that sweet perfection
I've gotten a harsh correction
Is this bag of cookies an okay sorry?
Or should I make everyone worry and hope you worry too?
I'm not religious but I'll pray to the man upstairs
And ask him to make you care
I'm being awfully selfish
I know this
I'm trying to keep you to myself
Even after you've left
I don't need a therapist to understand
That I'm a possessive man
So accept my bag of cookies
As a peace treaty
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Violently Silent : Poetry
PoezieFrom the LGBTQ+ subjects that some consider taboo to the abandonment of others because of the things we cannot control, this poetry book covers all the things you'd normally not hear about. Everyone tries to keep us quiet. And I think it's about tim...
