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Feb 2023
I'll try to be good,
It's a struggle of mine.
I've been in danger,
Millions of times.

You lit a blush, inside a flame,
Wooden hearts filled with gold.
Maybe I was rude or perhaps too *****,
I dare not remind us of this bitter past.

I never hated you,
I just always lie.
I really loved you,
That was my only crime.

I hate myself,
I can't stand this girl.
I thought of us as heaven,
While hell was born.

Please forget me,
If it makes the pain drain.
Don't forget me,
If you felt the same.

I didn't deserve you,
You deserved everything.

Instead my heart was left to die,
In a fire I was blinded to.

She held up the matches right in front of you.
Louisa Coller
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Louisa Coller  25/Non-binary/England
(25/Non-binary/England)   
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