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Sep 2019
it does not hurt anymore.

it no longer makes me
cry rivers
or contemplate
where it all went wrong
I no longer ponder
your true intentions

it silenced me
it locked me in a dark room
for days at a time.
my own thoughts
holding me hostage,
not a tear was shed.
i do not contemplate
where it all went wrong
because i know,
it went wrong
when i decided to trust again.
when i thought that
maybe
just ******* maybe
you were different.
just maybe, you truly meant
what you said.
honey i am a fool,
to think anyone could love
such a broken soul
as my own.
                                    -Erin R
Written by
e reed  18/F
(18/F)   
161
     --- and Fawn
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