If all I am is skin and bones
No longer soul nor mind
How long ago was my humanity lost
And above all... why
What became of my pounding heart
Or my corrupted touch
Perhaps overdose on loneliness
Or lack of love
How hath god punished me
But to take away all that I am
And leave my persistence
In the hands of those who couldn't give a damn
If that is all that is left of me
Is glass shards on bathroom tile
Let the oxygen raise from my throat
As if breathing hath gone out of style
Let me wallow in this April shower
Of repentance and regret
And through infinite seconds of longing
May I repay my debt
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A/N: I actually love this one
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Poetry[completed] some half assed thoughts i've had about unrequited love and unnecessary hope shattering revelations
