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toxic you called it.
Toxic love toxic friendship toxic knowledge
It wasn’t toxic till you planned it a week in advance
It wasn’t toxic till you told your friends before you told me
It wasn’t toxic till you couldn’t even sit next to me at work because of it
It wasn’t toxic till you couldn’t look me in the face and say you love me too
It wasn’t toxic till you couldnt hug me because you knew what you were about to do
It wasn’t toxic till you told me not to listen to anything you said whilst drunk
It wasn’t toxic
I swear it wasn’t toxic
About the Creator
Bevan Tse-stuart
coping with depression. Mostly just me venting but any love is appreciated
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