bruised.
i was like a puppy
always going back for more
bruise after bruise
i still came back
i thought you were my everything
turns out you were absolutely nothing
-just leave him already.
This poem is about:
Me
Guide that inspired this poem:
i was like a puppy
always going back for more
bruise after bruise
i still came back
i thought you were my everything
turns out you were absolutely nothing
-just leave him already.
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