You

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●You're the one who did this to me.
You tore me apart.
You act like nothings wrong  but really nothings right. You can't even open your eyes to see it.
I'm dying and you're the one who opened the first wound.
Yea, I dragged the blade, but you handed it to me.
You don't even notice it,
What?
Is your girlfriend to "special" for you to notice?
Like I was?
You said you loved me,
But where are you when I'm considering suicide at 2 am?
Oh yeah, asleep.
Completely oblivious to whats going on in my head.
Not knowing about this war
That you started.
And even though you caused me all this pain,
I still love you,
I mean, who wouldn't?
You're you.●

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