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I was on fire,
you wouldn't give me water,
you would watch me burn.
You wouldn't give me hope,
there'd be no concern.
I were to wonder,
aimlessly without reason,
you would still be there.
In your chair or on your phone,
while I disappeared.
Found heaven from here,
it would be to give you peace.
Because less of me,
is also what I require
to become peaceful
About the Creator
Tennessee Garbage
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This is heartbreaking. I hope that you feel more seen and appreciated for who you are in the future. Blessings! 😇