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To you the unnamed


I would have cut myself, but I'm scared of blood, I would have got justice, But I don't want to ruin your life, I would have told everyone everything, But I don't want be vulnerable, So instead I don't use a seat belt, Instead I lay in bed at any given chance, Instead I read the same Tumblr posts on repeat, Oh. I'll screenshot that one for later Later for when I can't sleep Later because I'll be thinking about you Convincing myself everything happens for a reason, And don't worry you'll be stronger because of it I don't know if this was the first of fifth time, Like a polar bear I go into hibernation, I don't know if you know what you did, Like a new born baby I am oblivious I don't know if I'll ever see you again And like a criminal escaping, I will run.
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