The Life Of An Enneagram TwoA Poem by Caleb is typing...
Self-control is deleting a paragraph you were gonna send
But respecting the person too much to say it Instead, you keep it in, and just let that person continue hurting you with the same problem. Over And Over And ... All that you needed to do was send that text Say that one thing Leave Be real But you don't. Caring for them by carrying this constant burden above my head. Instead of wrecking their life, wrecking my own. Decaying. Dying. Drowning. I could've said it. I should've said it. ...but I didn't _The Life of an Enneagram 2_
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2 Reviews Added on January 11, 2021 Last Updated on January 11, 2021 AuthorCaleb is typing...Indianapolis, INAboutI'm a 17-year-old who loves pizzarolls and writing. Join me on a journey through my written prose composed of "no one knows" more..Writing
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