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Jul 2017
I'm starting to hate you now
I can only hope it sticks
The little cracks in my heart
are asking for a fix.
If it last a little longer
I might meet me again.
I might remember how to laugh.
I might remember how to win.
I might remember I'm not chained
To your changing standards of cool
I might remember how to behave
How to not be such a fool
The prospect is delightful
The thought is so sublime
The venom made me insightful
But now I've done my time
I want to throw my crystal ball
Against a wall
See it shatter
What does it matter?
Hate didn't last after all.
I have no talent for hate. It would make life easier.
Written by
StarkHeart  Cis/Texas
     ---, Mr Alkindy, ---, Steve, --- and 1 other
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