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obsessed with yourself, you speak to the rest of us in riddles yet it’s not a skill i have mastered - i have learned what it’s like to be really loved and 30 seconds of a favourite song of yours on the keyboard not to impress or brag but to claim it back - Hallelujah. the wounds from your claws are healing but i almost picked the scab, a physical scar to match the mental one though yours are bigger, deeper right? if trauma is a competition, you win here’s the crown keep the trophy - a symbol for the love i once had for you cos i’m waving the white flag here’s to my victory
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May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 2:27 PM UTC
it’s time to walk away and start over again
obsessed with yourself, you speak to the rest of us in riddles yet it’s not a skill i have mastered - i have learned what it’s like to be really loved and 30 seconds of a favourite song of yours on the keyboard not to impress or brag but to claim it back - Hallelujah. the wounds from your claws are healing but i almost picked the scab, a physical scar to match the mental one though yours are bigger, deeper right? if trauma is a competition, you win here’s the crown keep the trophy - a symbol for the love i once had for you cos i’m waving the white flag here’s to my victory
np: tom waits / walk away
#progress#goodbye
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shaunnaerica
22/F
May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 2:27 PM UTC
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