Goose
` Silly silly me
always so optimistic
up against fate’s cruel hand
well, it used to work before
back when my
eyes
had
spark
and
vigor
But
now i
realize how naive
my optimism is, when i’m the one
who crushed her heart, and expect her
to let me take hold of it after healing?
Silly silly me, to think that she
would give me grace
and
love
me
how
she
used to
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