Ive learned that beating my head on a brick wall is the same feeling and pain as you turning your back to me and walking out the door.
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I swore to god I was going to change, and this is it.
PoetryThese are the thoughts from my mind put into words. Enjoy.
brick walls
Ive learned that beating my head on a brick wall is the same feeling and pain as you turning your back to me and walking out the door.
