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Aug 2019
I should have noticed when I saw it.
You tore the pages out.
I saw the blood in the sink
And tear stains on the pillow.
I don't know what it means.
I stopped eating,
When I stopped very hungry.
I can't sleep,
Cause I'm too worried.
I saw the missing pages,
In that magazine.
And I know that it was you,
Cause I know it wasn't me.
When you didn't eat, I made you.
When you couldn't sleep, I helped you.
You mean so much to me.
I didn't let you see the breakdowns
That I hide away.
I covered up my feelings
Woo you were not scared.
I focused on you, like it would help me.
You are what I care about.
I'll help you till the end.
I'll help you get better.
I'll help see the path.
I'll help you love yourself.
Then afterwards, I might help me.

-3nwlry
Written by
Cole  20/Non-binary/USA, CO
(20/Non-binary/USA, CO)   
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