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The least you could have done Was show me the sunset   You promised. Or hug me back when I wrapped my arms around your neck. I wished to be held, so badly to be hugged There was no love against the steel paneling. There was no tenderness in your hands. How to speak escaped me And how to break, how to break, how to break All at once in the elevator. Oh, flower! Young thing! Flimsy girl! Growing pains in November, I felt them in that grown-up moment. Life takes what it takes and gives what it gives And you were a giver You gave me so much shame. The least you could have done Was known better. You promised To care for me. But when your hands melted into me, I wished to be gone, so badly to be done There was no love in the air, only bleach There was no tenderness in your voice. Only want. I would have given you my world, But why did it have to be so scary? How to heal, how to heal, how to heal. Torn and bleeding, leaking pains It hurt. Will I ever forget? You were a giver, You gave me so much pain.
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Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 1:37 PM UTC
The Least You Could Have Done
The least you could have done Was show me the sunset   You promised. Or hug me back when I wrapped my arms around your neck. I wished to be held, so badly to be hugged There was no love against the steel paneling. There was no tenderness in your hands. How to speak escaped me And how to break, how to break, how to break All at once in the elevator. Oh, flower! Young thing! Flimsy girl! Growing pains in November, I felt them in that grown-up moment. Life takes what it takes and gives what it gives And you were a giver You gave me so much shame. The least you could have done Was known better. You promised To care for me. But when your hands melted into me, I wished to be gone, so badly to be done There was no love in the air, only bleach There was no tenderness in your voice. Only want. I would have given you my world, But why did it have to be so scary? How to heal, how to heal, how to heal. Torn and bleeding, leaking pains It hurt. Will I ever forget? You were a giver, You gave me so much pain.
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Tipperish
18/F/NY
Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 1:37 PM UTC
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