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I confided in him
I told it to him
The things that scared me most
We laughed
We talked
We shared
We fought
Then I walked, away
He shouted, after me
I wanted out
For him to let me be
He agreed
Next thing I know
He's sent the things that scared me most
to chase me
to haunt me
to torture my soul
each day increasingly more
I really like how this ended.
I hope you are okay.
Do you ever get a little bit tired of life
Like you're not really happy but you don't wanna die
Like you're hanging by a thread but you gotta survive
'Cause you gotta survive
I like this. I like how the lines are short and it kind of makes you read it quickly.
If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first