I dont love you anymore,
but my chest feast on my heart every night
when I remember what you forgot.
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I prefer the sun over the moon, now.
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Bitter
PoetryFor when my thoughts get too bitter for my own head - Not chronological and probably only feels emotional to me. But #idc
Dusk til dawn
I dont love you anymore,
but my chest feast on my heart every night
when I remember what you forgot.
-
I prefer the sun over the moon, now.