Permission To Hate MyselfA Poem by Ben Taylor
how do I explain that
I'm happiest when happiness is out of reach? when you're distant and clearly don't want me there, I can finally breathe - you don't need me. I can't destroy your future because I was never in it. of course I could never leave. you were perfect. you were an excuse to be miserable.
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2 Reviews Added on November 23, 2024 Last Updated on November 23, 2024 AuthorBen TaylorColumbia, MOAboutAlmost everything I write now is relatively real, so just read what I write and get to know me. more..Writing
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