Tired
Every time you do this, it's unfair because I'm always the one
Ashamed
Because you do not see the error in your ways and you
Blame
Me even without knowing it because you think you're
Woe
And that everything else should follow but I
Won't
Point it out to you because what the hell is the point and
Why
Can you not see that you trample my heart so
Tired
Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 10:35 AM UTC
Tired
Every time you do this, it's unfair because I'm always the one
Ashamed
Because you do not see the error in your ways and you
Blame
Me even without knowing it because you think you're
Woe
And that everything else should follow but I
Won't
Point it out to you because what the hell is the point and
Why
Can you not see that you trample my heart so
Tired
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