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All that remains The smell of decay Suffocates all my senses The same way a simple glance made me forget who I was What do I do He still remains In a part of myself I had thought didn’t exist This rot, it can’t be buried It touches my skin It’s tainted, the residue Lingers on my soul I’m all that remains The softness of How his voice had Carried my name Echoes in my head So I try to bury it Instead The shovel pierces the Cold ground I dig until I tire Was he just a liar? I peek into the grave at what remained He’s blurry, his "love" Why in such a hurry to **** what I had thought was love I still remain standing here There’s no remaining love
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Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 5:15 PM UTC
His remains
All that remains The smell of decay Suffocates all my senses The same way a simple glance made me forget who I was What do I do He still remains In a part of myself I had thought didn’t exist This rot, it can’t be buried It touches my skin It’s tainted, the residue Lingers on my soul I’m all that remains The softness of How his voice had Carried my name Echoes in my head So I try to bury it Instead The shovel pierces the Cold ground I dig until I tire Was he just a liar? I peek into the grave at what remained He’s blurry, his "love" Why in such a hurry to **** what I had thought was love I still remain standing here There’s no remaining love
wrote this really fast in a cafe
#grave#love#heartbreak#angst
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bleedingmuse
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Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 5:15 PM UTC
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