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Why do I have to show you how ugly it could be?
Said we’re taking a break
Don’t let there be anyone after me
Rummaging through my purse
Where the fuck are my keys?
You’ve done enough
Now I want to leave
Is it my mistake?
That you convinced me
Too convincing
It’s the delusional state that gets me
Took a break from my healing
Cautious but I got caught up in my feelings
What a feeling, to feel things
At this point
If it’s all made up it’s still the same thing