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Hack, hack, hack At my memories. Tear at them to show my face. Follow me like a lost soul to torment me in my place. All it's doing is making it worse for One, Two, Three, Four, Five. How many more? I can count but I can never undue your raveling. Can you embellish your pride, when you have no one to turn to? Such a pity, such a pity it is of how you've become so petty. A beautiful being so divine falling from so high. Sorry highness, I won't be there to catch you this time. Not after a betrayal that measures up to my height and above the clouds. Not even the gods can save us, from something that can turn so loud. I will bow one last time, Maybe blow one last kiss. But I will never give one last chance.
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Aug 11, 2017
Aug 11, 2017 at 8:27 PM UTC
Just don't:
Hack, hack, hack At my memories. Tear at them to show my face. Follow me like a lost soul to torment me in my place. All it's doing is making it worse for One, Two, Three, Four, Five. How many more? I can count but I can never undue your raveling. Can you embellish your pride, when you have no one to turn to? Such a pity, such a pity it is of how you've become so petty. A beautiful being so divine falling from so high. Sorry highness, I won't be there to catch you this time. Not after a betrayal that measures up to my height and above the clouds. Not even the gods can save us, from something that can turn so loud. I will bow one last time, Maybe blow one last kiss. But I will never give one last chance.
This was written in a time when I was having tough times with friends in my life. I've grown from then and I want this to be a mark of me moving on. Hopefully this helps somebody.
FrancesMarie
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25/Non-binary/Ontario
Aug 11, 2017
Aug 11, 2017 at 8:27 PM UTC
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