Damaged Poem by matt hartwell

Damaged



Do you know why i put holes in the wall? tear the room all apart? you made him feel like he wasn't good enough from the damned very start.like he'll forever and always play second best. you made him become masochistic and smoke like all the rest. but hell honey don't stop, this heart couldn't go through anything less.

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