One step forward, a million levels down, staring up at a ceiling that gets further away. Wrong step. Always wrong. It's never enough, and I've always done it wrong- should have said this, or not said that, or done this more, and I'm just so tired.
"I love you, but not when you're like this."
But this is me, this the worst of me, this is the part I
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