To all the times you let me down
When you could have held me down
All the times you made me cry
And said it was just a joke
To all those times you crushed my dreams
And said dreams were meant for Sleeping
You say you love me
But this feels like poison
I just want you to love someone else
So I can be free of you
You say I would be nothing without you
I rather be nothing than be with you.
So here is to you
Raise a glass
Who needs enemies when the have you.
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Aubrey james
Hi, I’m Aubrey, I love reading but I love writing more it always helps me feel less chaotic🤧words just have a way of calming people.please check out my stories that would be really nice🥹
I’m a student so tips would really be appreciated 😇
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Braided Chain
Port of Seattle, WA, September 1912, Footsteps clamored on the wooden panels as I waited. The sun was setting over the harbor cascading orange and gold light across the faces of silhouettes who strolled the boardwalk. Local men and women dressed in their finest attire catching the last of the summer night air that now had a chill as wind gusts came in over the sea.
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Sad and well written’! Great work!