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scream poetry | poems | all caps poems
I'd sell my soul to protect you. Maybe I already did. And even though I miss you day after day, what we had was just a beautiful story that had to end.
I wonder if we make a heap of noise when we don't talk to each other
aesthetic, pink, and bubblegum bitch image
trying to drown out the pain can often reveal the pain, if one has eyes and ears to listen to the unconscious
I bite Sober. Drunk I will bite it public