another title-less piece of poem.
wrote this shit to my shitty Ex.
it's not up to 100 words so I'm just writing this baseless intro.
someone should please recommend a manga for me to read,
I'm feeling really bad.
Still hurts.
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from brown ball dresses to stained glasses
how far I've fallen
from giving and trying I'm left to be dying
still kinda surprising
from hugs and cuddles to looks and mumbles
it's no more a fantasy
from one, two, six to seven, I'll never be forgiven
stuck at the decimal point
the burns keep burning
the wounds keep rotting
realizing I am nothing
from start to finish line
thoughts all disband
hopefully I'll stop hoping
after all I'm the bad guy
~Famous T.
