Loving you was suicide, then murder

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How I fell into you
And forgot to learn
How to fall out
How I cut my own
Hands off and
Let my blood pool
So I could not climb
I broke my knee caps
So I couldn't run
I lay dying, holding
Catching my breath
In my hand, suffocating
Your fingers pull at my
Skin, and pick at my scabs
Until I feel everything come
Apart and you refuse
To pick up the pieces
You play with the bits
Of bone like a child
You play dress up with
My flesh, im wrapped around
Your angles and you use
my blood as lipstick.
My heart you kept over yours
Alone in your breast pocket
Ignoring how red stained your
Shirt because you were
The Queen of this forest
And I couldn't escape you

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