A Broken girl doesn’t Live Here Anymore.

And then she learnt to love herself.
Instead of resenting her lovers for not providing her with what she needed.

She found it within herself.
She dressed up for herself and went to all the places he never took her
She learnt to walk the fuck away from what does not serve her.
So don’t come looking back here.
You won’t find the broken girl you loved to terrorize.

When I walk; let me go…

And you can drive up and down these streets all you want boy, because she doesn’t live here anymore.

It’s not me; It’s you.

I choose the city.





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