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Jan 2018
I still wish her death
But I don’t wish it on you
That’s how I am with people I love who leave
Still wish them them the world
I know you’ll do great things
You might even forget me
I should be used too it by now, but I’m not
In all of my writings to come
And my writing may be words
But ******* it my words give my feelings wings to reach those who should return
The last time I loved this hard
It drove me insane
And i let it
And I’ll let it do it again
The last time I was burning with pain this bad
Was because I was sad
I was in the hospital
But the doctor doesn’t know that when I told her I was sad it was because of a person
She doesn’t know I was hurting myself to feel closer to someone
But I guess that’s the way my pain works
Until someone is brave enough to show me the risk in staying

(v.m)
vanessa
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vanessa  23/F/California
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