He was a bad man who was nothing but selfish with his love. No one understood him or loved him as much as I did, but I should have listened to him when he told me everyone leaves him in the end, I should have listened when he told me no one ever stays around to tolerate his anger, but my innocent heart and wide eyes thought I could some how fix his broken, fucked up pieces. I tore myself apart like a brick home, brick by brick until there was nothing left but a cold and hollow frame. He never noticed I was lying there bare for him and that's when I realized why everyone leaves him, they have to.
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Ciara Evans
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