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i deserve better. chicken scrawl, face so cold, gum under your shoe, only seeing through a blindfold.
still i make excuses for you.
bad day, a cold, terrible handwriting, bothered by an itch you can't reach, homesick. i apologize for what i didn't do. was i wrong to believe in you?