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Jun 2020
Nothing to say other than I made a mistake
And no words can fix it,
No words can fix me

Mistakes were made
I was naΓ―ve enough to think that I could fix it
That I wouldn't walk around with a weight on my chest

I thought that I could be open
To show my underbelly and that I wouldn't get hurt
That I would be relieved of all the pain I have
But it was only made worse

I made a mistake
And it was to trust that I'd be happy
atticus wilson
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atticus wilson  22/MTF/The abyss of life
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