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Mar 2019
I’m sorry to think of you this way
I’m sorry to say what I’m about to say
I’m sorry to hurt you again but
I wish I never met you
I wish I never gave you my heart, you know, the one that you hold so dear
you pull its strings like a marionette and honest to God it disgusts me
I wish I never handed you the tightly sealed bottle of all my dreams and fears
I wish I knew that one day you would use it to make sure that just the slightest touch would defeat me
I wish I wasn’t so scared to say you’re no good for me
you robber of hope, of day, of life
I wish I never came back time after time to take back your heart after you broke mine
I wish I had the strength to kick you out and move on
because with every word from you I hear hell’s song
I wish I wasn’t so fragile, so weak, or broken
I wish every time I give in I didn’t feel like I’ve been robbed again
robbed of innocence, of grace, of love
ashamed to even go up to my dad and give him a hug
I wanna scream cry and burn every bridge that leads to you and your twisted lies
but until that day the only words I have for you are Goodnight and Goodbye
Anina Chanele
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Anina Chanele  18/F
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