any time
you came around
pain followed
not yours
but mine
pain you caused
when you made me feel
like I was too fucked up
to be loved
pain you caused
when you made me feel
like I wasn't worth
the love of someone else
pain you caused
when you made me feel
like I would never fit
into that "perfect" mold
pain you caused
every time you called me stupid
for having feelings
you made me feel
like no one would ever
"put up with me"
you killed all my dreams
making me feel
like I wasn't able
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Alexandra Marie
Just a girl who writes whats on my mind
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