"this isn't a bruise from falling for you"
at least, not last time i checked.
i never was perfect at mastering these imperfections.
you can't forgive me because i can't apologise.
not to eyes that can see into my soul and guess my fears and read these tears.
will you cry at my wake and dance on my grave?
i was meant to say something show-stopping here.
sorry.
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