Goodbye Past Life
Georgina
Poetry
Every time I come to you I want to come back a little less
You drive me mad You make me lose my self-respect
Every time I come to you More time passes between the visits I come back home Feeling a little more traumatic
Once I left I never came back Every time I tried My new home pulled me back
I’m sorry we no longer work But this is my future There is no coming back I hope my words can be a suture
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