Gone.
I finally found my home
My comfort,
And my love.
But I fucked it up.
I've always hid myself
And changed what I do.
Just to fit in
To finally be liked.
I didn't think I had to anymore,
God was I wrong.
I let myself go, wasnt worried.
But I shouldn't have.
I lost what I finally built
And tried to blame the other person,
When it wad all my fault.
Never making that mistake again.
So say bye to me.
The real me.
Shes gone.
And never coming back!
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