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god said he was sorry
for what he allowed
to happen
but i couldn't hear him
not over the sounds
of me laughing
to stop myself from
ending it all
my sorry, miserable
excuse of a blooming
life; decay so thick
my leaves crumble
rot so heavy i'm
permanently wilting
placed in a dark room
not because he actively
hated me but because
he never cared enough
to save me
and still, every vein in
my blood will sing
so if the memories
quiet themselves
just long enough for him
to apologize again
i'll thank him
for never being there

this may be too "r/im14andthisisdeep" to keep public so don't be surprised if it gets nuked.