Would you still
stay by my side
though I'd get
worse each day?
Would you
not leave me
when the time comes
that my crying
would just be
too awful to hear
and when the tears
find no way
to stop anymore?
Would you still
love me when
every piece of me
just becomes
too unlovable?
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Dysphoria
PoesíaThis is about everything that shatters me, and it's all just because of little things.
