- i'm going to regret this later
i wispered in your ear as you laid me in the bed
- why would you regret it if you want this?
oh you were so innocent sometimes
like a curius child with bright eyes and naive smile
- we wish for people to die when we are angry and when they actually die we cry in their coffins,
is just how the human mind works, honey
- i drowned my sorrow in alcohol when i woke up
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Poetrythe fantastic never seemed so common, the beautiful has never been more equal, life has never been more ordinary, and I've never been so confused, so I wrote.
