MISTAKES

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Mistakes

The blood flows in streams

While my knuckles turn blue

There I am screaming

And sobbing because of you

I copied you precisely

In attempt to stay protected

But you pushed me away

Until I felt neglected

The thoughts in my head

Soon slowly wither

As the blood in my body

Gradually becomes thinner

I thought I loved you

But it was fake

Everything we went through

Was my biggest mistake

- M

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