✦✧
❝ save your regrets
for your death bed,
cause I am not the one
you need to justify yourself to.
your actions brought you
to this mess of a life,
I am not the one
you should blame for it.
and when your crocodile tears
start to roll;
and the clouds around your
consciousness begin to fade;
don't come running
to me -
for I will no longer listen
to your poor excuses.
I have already
moved on -
and I did that
without you. ❞
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Muted Screams III 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲
Poetry»To the ones, who want to scream but can't get a single word out. The ones with a compassionate heart and a shattered soul. The desperate ones and the kind ones. To the ones that fight for themselves and for others, in order to get a voice. To raise...
