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May 2015
I watched as you held my hand for the first time.
You saved me in my sleep.
Even though you watched me die.
I sat there and watched you play.
Your silly little games.
I hope you really understand my agonizing pain.
Because to be honest,
I don’t know what it means.
So please, help me.
Come back.
Because I needed you,
I thought you needed me to.
But I guess we were both wrong,
Because I’m done with you,
and every lie you ever brought me,
Im done with the marks on my skin,
the horrifying pain I get,
You don’t get to walk away happy,
You get to walk away with your heart broken,
Because I am stronger than you’ll ever be!
Like I said,
Till Death Do Us Part.
Because you’re not here.
But the truth is,
You never were.
Kayla Jessup
Written by
Kayla Jessup  Ohio.
(Ohio.)   
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