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I break the men that fall in love with me. I teach them to worship me, Then leave them for suffocating me. I fill their heads with the ideas that I am lucky to have them and that I don’t have the self esteem to leave them. Then one day, hit them with the, “I’ve grown out of you.” I am switch blade with a broken safety feature. I cut whoever’s hand is holding me.
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Sep 7, 2023
Sep 7, 2023 at 3:50 AM UTC
Is it a cycle or a circle?
I break the men that fall in love with me. I teach them to worship me, Then leave them for suffocating me. I fill their heads with the ideas that I am lucky to have them and that I don’t have the self esteem to leave them. Then one day, hit them with the, “I’ve grown out of you.” I am switch blade with a broken safety feature. I cut whoever’s hand is holding me.
caela-bayfield
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Sep 7, 2023
Sep 7, 2023 at 3:50 AM UTC
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