Being Wrong Poem by Canndyy deadd

Being Wrong



I realize now that i'm wrong about us.
i always seem to mess things up
when they're going just the way I wanted.

Hold these words longer
please, I need something to count on
I see....
I feel me heart breaking
the sound of remorse
runs it's course through these venomous veins

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Canndyy deadd

Canndyy deadd

Greenville SC
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