I can't see the color blue

It reminds me of how you broke me down

It reminds me of you

Do you remember how you made it pretty to make a mess out of me

How you left me scared

Hating myself

Your face is the one I dispise 

I hate that you sit so cute

But it's just a disguise 

You're a fucking monster

But I still love you

I look in your neighborhood 

Seeing all thes...

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Honestly, I don’t think I want to even write this poem.

Because as soon as I begin, I will fall for you all over again.

It’s ironic how much I loved you when I didn’t love myself.

I feel like all the words, all the phrases, everything you said, 

It was all a sick joke.

Loving you felt good, and when I believed you loved me too, I felt okay.

But now I portray that I am okay, 

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