Once upon a time
a girl I called me
lived a life
that could hardly be called that
and i live this so called life
with the pressure building up inside
all the hurt and the want
all the needs and the guilt
threatening to burst out
the pressure keeps rising
almost too much to bare
and then one day
I will erupt and be dead
and that will be my
happily ever after
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i love you, sigh!
do you have messenger?
Touching sigh…nice…Cheers! Sending you good vibes.