Out of My Hands.
Too much fun
as the night begun
Didnʼt think too much of it
but my mind was slightly unfit
I danced some
reminiscing, i feel dumb
But then, it was everyone
i knew this party was overrun
You took a hit
the effects, youʼd never admit
You left with some scrum
i wouldʼve stopped you knowing the outcome
You were my responsibility.
I was blinded to your vulnerability.
But love, he made you lose your dignity
This poem is about:
Me
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