I needed you.
I needed you needed you needed you needed you needed you
I needed you
while you were "busy"
I was thinking of all the ways I could die
and when you reared your head months later
you brought along a friend to kick at my ventilator
before you signed the papers and they pulled the plug.
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Paint Us Gray: Part 2
Poetry(This is part 2; please read part 1 first!) Rejection. Betrayal. Heartbreak. Grief. Unfortunately, we've all had a swallow, some more than others, of this bitter brew. This is just a sliver of my chapter that is a part of this world's grand nar...
