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Jan 14
poem
Sawyer Fell

Butterfly Effect

But it takes a moment to realize
Ultimately, it could have never happened.
The second I chose to hide away in
The bathroom late at night when I was 
Exhausted from having a 
Ripped to pieces personality- a
Fragmented sense of self.
Little did I know it would be 
You searching for me. Now I’m

Eternally bound to your 
Flaws that infect my own personality,
Forcing me to live out your mistake. 
Every day. I want to forget that I 
Can’t take any of myself back. I want
To forget everything you did to me.
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Posted: 01.14.22
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i have a vision of what i want to do but the picture is too blurry and i can never remember to clean my glasses.
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  1. Sawyer Fell
    Jan 14, 2022

    pov you misspelled butterfly the first time you did this so you fixed the poem and resubmitted it

    i have a vision of what i want to do but the picture is too blurry and i can never remember to clean my glasses.

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