Don’t let me let you.

same lines, familiar follies

why do you get to do this?
how can i let you?

running four, still stuck

why do you get to call the shots?
your words, not mine

i. still. hurt.

why do i even let you?
why? why? why?

don’t.

please don’t.

don’t let me let you.
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