FIFY
I forced my heart into the shape of your hate
I piled all of your shit upon my plate
I followed the leader
like a good soldier
thought it would fall away
as I got colder
I crushed your anxieties and snorted them
I cooked your expectations and mainlined them
I drank all the guilt and drowned in it
the questions I had are meaningless now
are you happy with black tied lies?
look at what you have done
look at what I have become
insignificant
I put it in my pipe and smoked it
dreaming of azure clouds and empty minds
image courtesy of Pinterest
Oh goodness this is powerful.
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Thanks Sarah 🙏
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Wow ❤️
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Thanks very much KMA🖤🙏
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You’re most welcome. Sending you love ❤
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✌️❤️
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Holy wow OP!
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Thanks AP🙏🖤
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That photo is mesmerising.
Then bam, those first lines. Followed by the rest. Wow OP.
💔💚
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thank you my friend
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I feel this needs a “sitting with you” emoji
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💚💚
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🧘♀️hey waddya know, a sitting pose 💚
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🤯💚
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