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i fell.

it hurt.

it all seemed so simple

the way i could fall but never feel a thing,

at least not until the actual smash into the pavement.

my head splitting wide open

my heart left bleeding on the floor.

but what do you care-you're a fucking whore.



i hurt.

more than ever.

i thought i could handle this

but the way i see things- you're just another mistake to regret,

at least i know for sure that i fucked up again.

my head hurts from thinking-

my body is annoyed by the sting of your words

but what do you care- you're an immature asshole.



FUCK OFF