Loneliness in love

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I've spent all my life giving and giving.
All while forgetting why this life was ever even worth living.

But no matter what I gave you, you still left me all alone.
I could give you my skin and still be called selfish for keeping my bones.

But I'll try and I'll try to one day be enough,
To somehow, someday, be worth your love

And finally when a crow takes a bite of my flesh,
Just like you always did, it'll take what it needs and leave the excess

All alone even in death.
Wishing to have your love until my last breath.

Left all alone to rot,
With nothing but mere crows here to leave me bloodshot.

But as they'll peck and eat my flesh like a carcus,
I can only think, that maybe I've finally reached my purpose.

- Alice