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You’re a vault right I ask, hoping that through all of the ugliness and toxicity that our trust still stands That all those nights in our shoebox of an apartment Filled with whispered secrets and hidden desires The adventures and moments too sacred to share The things I only felt with you Mean something That even though our love Has turned into something unrecognizable Stoic expressions cold like ice Tears and anger Loss I still see you behind it all And I believe that no matter what I can trust you Maybe that’s naive But I would rather be naive than Apathetic Thoughtless Cold (like you) It turns out The vault was a house of cards You toppled it I was stupid to still trust you Because in the ugliest of times You turned ugly too.
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Dec 16, 2022
Dec 16, 2022 at 4:32 PM UTC
Vault
You’re a vault right I ask, hoping that through all of the ugliness and toxicity that our trust still stands That all those nights in our shoebox of an apartment Filled with whispered secrets and hidden desires The adventures and moments too sacred to share The things I only felt with you Mean something That even though our love Has turned into something unrecognizable Stoic expressions cold like ice Tears and anger Loss I still see you behind it all And I believe that no matter what I can trust you Maybe that’s naive But I would rather be naive than Apathetic Thoughtless Cold (like you) It turns out The vault was a house of cards You toppled it I was stupid to still trust you Because in the ugliest of times You turned ugly too.
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isabel-11
Dec 16, 2022
Dec 16, 2022 at 4:32 PM UTC
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