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Nov 2023
My love is conditional and wavering
My patience is thin and rare
Am I the monster I always feared
Or is it you who’s put it there
I keep myself up at night replaying my whole day
Silently judging my mistakes and wishing them away
No matter how many prayers are said
No matter how many pleas
The only person judging me is the girl who’s on her knees.
Written by
Serinda Marie  25/F/A garbage town
(25/F/A garbage town)   
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