I remember when I was
younger.
I would've never thought to
sneak out.
Because my mother was
the judge,
jury,
and executioner.
But you,
yes you,
I am telling you to leave and
sneak out,
to see
me.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
#diary
#family
#friendship
#heartbreak
#love
#poetry
#romaance
I remember when I was
younger.
I would've never thought to
sneak out.
Because my mother was
the judge,
jury,
and executioner.
But you,
yes you,
I am telling you to leave and
sneak out,
to see
me.
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