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The many ways I've told myself I am not worthy of love All the words I left as a reminder of the pain You'd find me under all the "I'm sorry" responses they left Never really understanding the extent of the pain I'd be lost under the rubble of the self-pity and disdain Could I have been better at dodging the hurt? To what extent did the wounds have to go?
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Nov 16, 2023
Nov 16, 2023 at 1:51 PM UTC
If words could drown
The many ways I've told myself I am not worthy of love All the words I left as a reminder of the pain You'd find me under all the "I'm sorry" responses they left Never really understanding the extent of the pain I'd be lost under the rubble of the self-pity and disdain Could I have been better at dodging the hurt? To what extent did the wounds have to go?
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Nov 16, 2023
Nov 16, 2023 at 1:51 PM UTC
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