lying to myself you didnt mean it
always saying i still believe it
standing still as you crush my hopes and dreams
biting my tongue as you kill me with those words
i can never want to hear
this carved knife you numblessly stabbed my back
can never hurt more
cause i am such a bore
i watched you demolish every single piece
of my dying expectations
unheard scratches of pain
which sheds the undisguised reality im in
death in the most pathetic way
cant be sweeter as i always say
bleed!bleed!bleed!
take me my death!
my sweet perfect death!
i have no use here…
goodbye now my dear…
my final screams of anguishing wishes
il utter the 3 last famous words…
“i love you”
and add 4 more…
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