coming for you

You always got the story wrong

But honey,

they don’t know you like I do

 

It simply doesn’t matter how many hearts you add to her picture

You and I both know part of your heart

is still very far

From you

 

 

(you’re a ghost at most)

 

you’re never going to feel whole

standing by that un-loyal soul

 

 

 

 

 

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i write lame poems that no one really reads

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