May 28th
Tonight he made me mad
By erasing documentation of our memories
So I turned some colors to black and white
And listened to a song my sister wrote about bluebirds
And I feel free
And I feel comforted
Because memories aren’t worth much
And im going to make a life for myself
One where neiter he or she can hurt me
anymore
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