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You followed me From room to room Asking what was next. Was it the fight? Was it the scowl? Was it the tears? Only I knew best. I wish you knew That when you followed, I wept. I begged For your effort For your love For back then. You followed me From room to room Never asking what may be The reason behind My insanity, My sorrow. I wish you knew That it was you. Your empty heart, Your black and blues. Your hurtful words Your hidden clues. You followed me From room to room And never once Did you say sorry. Never once Did you mean it. I wish you knew That I was broken Into not one, but two. I wish you knew How far my feelings, They flew, For you, for this room. I wish you had opened A page or two.
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Jun 28, 2018
Jun 28, 2018 at 9:32 PM UTC
Don't Close the Door
You followed me From room to room Asking what was next. Was it the fight? Was it the scowl? Was it the tears? Only I knew best. I wish you knew That when you followed, I wept. I begged For your effort For your love For back then. You followed me From room to room Never asking what may be The reason behind My insanity, My sorrow. I wish you knew That it was you. Your empty heart, Your black and blues. Your hurtful words Your hidden clues. You followed me From room to room And never once Did you say sorry. Never once Did you mean it. I wish you knew That I was broken Into not one, but two. I wish you knew How far my feelings, They flew, For you, for this room. I wish you had opened A page or two.
emmalee
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Jun 28, 2018
Jun 28, 2018 at 9:32 PM UTC
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