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Poetry

The first poem i wrote for creative writing. The rest is my life and what I feel or what I think, so please don't judge. Thanks!

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by TaylorSwiftBAE

by TaylorSwiftBAE

You cried because I'm dead
and all you have left,
is my voice in your head,
Saying that I loved you.

I said that I was sorry,
That I wasn't worth anything,
That I couldn't help myself,
That I was nothing.

I believed all these things,
I believed that I wasn't good enough,
I believed in my evil dreams.
I didn't even believe in me.