• cancerous_nostalgia 6w

    I wrote a reminder on my thigh
    I promise it's written in ink.
    It was supposed to make tomorrow better
    Supposed to make my worries shrink.

    I wrote a reminder in my thigh
    The ink a deep, black shade.
    The only thing left of my mind
    Are the screams, they won't go away.

    I wrote a reminder on my thigh
    I'll never forget it's there.
    I won't need to search for any answers
    I'll just know that life isn't fair.

    I wrote a reminder on my thigh
    I promise it's written in ink.
    It was supposed to make tomorrow better
    I never really think,

    Do I?

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