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you got what you wanted after months of waiting you received the one good thing i had left to offer why won't you leave i've built myself up ready for you to leave, and yet you stay i don't know why you're still here nothing is keeping you tied down to me, no physical strings i've prepared myself for your departure my heart cannot withstand loving you for much longer when it knows that all you love me for is the things my body can do to yours and not the beauty that lives within it yet you stay and with each passing second i love you more and more every hour becomes more torture and i know deep down that you'll leave because i am just another girl you liked the look of a nice statement piece in your bed a tiny but sturdy frame to clutch onto another kiss in the dark and barely a wave hello in public but even though i know all of this to be true you're still here and i, i still am in love with you
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Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 10:35 PM UTC
please leave me
you got what you wanted after months of waiting you received the one good thing i had left to offer why won't you leave i've built myself up ready for you to leave, and yet you stay i don't know why you're still here nothing is keeping you tied down to me, no physical strings i've prepared myself for your departure my heart cannot withstand loving you for much longer when it knows that all you love me for is the things my body can do to yours and not the beauty that lives within it yet you stay and with each passing second i love you more and more every hour becomes more torture and i know deep down that you'll leave because i am just another girl you liked the look of a nice statement piece in your bed a tiny but sturdy frame to clutch onto another kiss in the dark and barely a wave hello in public but even though i know all of this to be true you're still here and i, i still am in love with you
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Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 10:35 PM UTC
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