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The Truth

January 23, 2019
By Anonymous

i spend my days in bed exasperated by loss

i try to cry you back

but you still haven’t come back

i have lost count of the days

sun becomes moon and

moon becomes sun and

i've become a ghost

Dozens of different thoughts

tear through me every second

i hope you’re on your way

perhaps it's best if you’re not

i am fine

no

i am indignant

yes

i hate you

i have no clue

i can’t move on

i will

i forgive you

i want to rip my hair out

repeatedly

till my mind exhausts itself into silence

i  am okay

i will be okay



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