TDunn3

My Fault

Everything s my fault,why am I such a screw up?

Its my fault I wake up and that makes you want to throw up!

I take a lot of blame because of you,that's alright cause I'll be gone soon.

So one morning you will wake up and ask.Where did she go?Well you told her to leave so she went down the road.

 

 

Comments1

  • Ivory

    Wow.. very powerful and honest piece. You don’t know what you’v got till its gone.

    • TDunn3

      Thank you💙



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