untitled no. 16

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when i tell you i will ruin you

please believe it

because it's hard for me

to watch another person hurt

like i already have.

i've inflicted so much pain

upon myself that i flinch

when i touch your hand,

because i know that one day

you will too,

but i can't stop myself

because you're a magnet

to my cold, metal heart.

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