All my old writing was as accurate as premonition, as if I wanted a tragedy to JOLT ME from my sleep.
The silver lining is I suppose I got what I wanted,
it just wasn't the tragic self harm I dreamed of.
More like a tragic mistake that destroyed the boy I once was, and the girl I once knew.
Sep 25, 2019
Sep 25, 2019 at 2:52 AM UTC
All my old writing was as accurate as premonition, as if I wanted a tragedy to JOLT ME from my sleep.
The silver lining is I suppose I got what I wanted,
it just wasn't the tragic self harm I dreamed of.
More like a tragic mistake that destroyed the boy I once was, and the girl I once knew.
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