from the moment you imposed me in
i knew that it's the halt of our coexistence,
i knew you bequeathed no space for you
now that you are outside,
did you ever think of an cogitation of feeding me—
with benevolence?
or you are regaling me with fake affection
for me to feel just a little bit healthier than those.. than those you're taking good care too.
at the end, me being unresponsive for every pain caused by stolen attention i should've got. it's still your benefit. my own life and death never become my choice. how can i hurt you, my love? if those lies makes me weaker everytime i'll prove it is.
if those lies can make me hold you tighter.
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