This appears to be a house of secrets.
This is a burn.
This is a burn.
These veins of mine are nothing that you have paid for,
& this house of ours is nothing that I have prayed for.
& I can't say
that I care about you walking out on me,
but I'm doing better.
I'm doing better.
I'm not sorry.
I never promised picture perfect.
What is that supposed to mean anyway?
My belligerence
ceases my attempts at sympathy.
What did you expect this to be?
I can't say
that I care about you walking out on me,
but I'm doing better.
I'm doing better.
I'm not sorry.
I can't
that I care
about you
walking out on me
but I'm.
I'm doing better
I'm not sorry.

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