Not really the type to shed light
staying mostly in the dark
I understand certain events
really leave their mark
I know when I am wrong
I know what I do
I know I've caused heartache
and pain
I thought with time
memories fade
and maybe love remains but
there is no should be
there's only what is and
secrets and lies
both sting my eyes
about the same.
I write dumb essays, poems, and stories. I post them here.
Friday
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