Bird used to come out from my stomach
We were playing drinking games
and I was feeling yours again
But then you started acting weird
Doing things that were so mean
You were killing me brick by brick
Were taking something out of me
I didn’ know it could exist
Why did you try to make
The worst of my youth
When you knew I was weak to pain?
Why did you always try to make me feel less?
You won’t ever make me fall again.
(ok I wrote this like in 2015 but whatever)
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