How do I choose,
Between right and wrong,
Either way I lose,
I was never that strong.
Just another ,
So easily replaced,
Believing a lie,
Living in haste.
I can try and ignore,
Attempt to forget,
But it leaves my heart sore,
And full of regret.
I made my own Hell,
So fake and aesthetic,
I am depressed you can tell,
Just a pathetic poetic.
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