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you act like i want to feel this way.
this brokenness,
that is buried
deep down in the pits of my stomach,
hidden in the roots of my brain.

loving you,
may seem like i am getting better.
but i am not.
loving you,
breaks me more.

it's watching someone i love
kill himself all over again.

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