I search for your name
You kill me with your words
You slice me with your ways
And Bury me with your thoughts of you being hers
I cry myself to sleep
I even count my scars
I watch myself as I eat
I try to be perfect
So maybe you will notice
I want to end it all
Before I start to fall
I know you are hers
It kills me when I think
How simply you could be mine
And how simply you made up your mind
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryThe depression is winning and guess what lovely it's going to kill me