I'm sorry for not trying to love you.
If you knew how the last love went you would have understood why I denied your attempts to show me what we could be.
My friend, you don't know how much I wanted to be with you, but maybe in another life.
-I wanted you, I swear.
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A Psychotic Tour Of My Madness.
PoetryThis is a tour of my psyche, my failures, my loves and my soul. These are my uncensored poetic thoughts.