resentment

i find it so hard to forgive… i don’t know what it is about resentment that fills my chest with a bittersweet coolness i find so uncomfortable, but miss when she dares fade … i can’t understand how resentment is the water that nourishes the crimson weed that grows near my heart, rich in colourContinue reading “resentment”

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