i wrote to you a thousand letters in my grave
and whilst your heart was beating I shed tears of missing you
but you will take it to your grave
that you might just have loved me a little too much
- avoidant tendencies
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Franz Kafka Told Me In My Sleep
PoetryPoetry Monologues of a girl who never really had a voice because too many people liked to strengthen themselves by sewing her mouth shut
