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May 2021
The things don't matter
Buying things or what others bought was a priority
Their feelings and how you manipulated them did
You never learned what unconditional means
Mending that part of a heart may never come
You can move forward
Go for your adventures and enjoy them
There will always be a piece of that broken part of you that has an open wound
It is fine to be like that because some things just cant be made peace with no matter how hard you try
So the next time you clean out the attic check your heart
There are pieces that just won't mend
The beginning is really the end
Your approval was not worth the darkness

C@rainbowchaser2021
Written by
Maddy  F/East Coast
(F/East Coast)   
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