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thomasalan
thomasalan
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could you put up with the pain for so long only because you truly loved me? or could you only leave because you stopped loving me in the end? perhaps the truth sits somewhere in the middle and that is my worst fear of all
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Nov 10, 2024
Nov 10, 2024 at 7:24 PM UTC
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I'm happy that he loves you in ways that I could not because our story had to die and so did the all the rot I see it clearly now that things weren't to be because I just weren't for you and you just weren't for me and the reason is because we weren't ever meant to be
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Oct 6, 2024
Oct 6, 2024 at 8:21 PM UTC
we weren't ever meant to be
are we both now someone else living out some other life? are we just strangers in the wind just being happy out of spite?
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Oct 6, 2024
Oct 6, 2024 at 8:13 PM UTC
spite
you caught my heart after the closing of the door and so you weren't around to see the blood stains on the floor i wanted us but then you wanted him and making myself thin did not mean that I would win
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Oct 6, 2024
Oct 6, 2024 at 8:06 PM UTC
thin
I told myself you may have loved him but only out of spite and that I hide behind your eyelids when he's turning out the lights
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Sep 14, 2023
Sep 14, 2023 at 5:37 PM UTC
turning out the lights
'suppose none of it matters and who cares if i'm desired? turns out brain and heart have always been hard-wired tired of the evening even more so of the night exhausted from the tears all the wrongs i could not right
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Sep 14, 2023
Sep 14, 2023 at 5:31 PM UTC
The wrongs I could not right
I was a star in your sky that refused to get old then I was the blue on your bread when you scraped away the mould
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Jun 13, 2023
Jun 13, 2023 at 6:18 AM UTC
The mould
I put my heart into a box with walls oh-so-paper thin the day was to be our last the last time that I touched your skin And the day before that you had just called me your next of kin and so I kept fighting for you in battles for a ring that I could not win So I hope it burns through your fingers and fits like a shoe too small because the ring that you wear   will never answer your heart’s call
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May 20, 2023
May 20, 2023 at 4:08 PM UTC
Your heart’s call
I raged but I sang to the moons I thought that we shared but it was through the haze of the clouds I could not show you I cared   And if I could sing you a lullaby that would make everything right I’d make a lasso with our wrongs and I’d pull the moon in tight
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Nov 29, 2022
Nov 29, 2022 at 7:38 PM UTC
our wrongs
Dress me in purple. In violet. In pink. Say that I am Abused. Used. Even wrongfully accused. Tell me I’m evil. Damaged. A freak. But the best parts of you only exist in the words that I speak.
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Nov 29, 2022
Nov 29, 2022 at 7:21 PM UTC
The words that I speak