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Aug 2019
consumed by pain, my eyes they close
these tears they drop as you get closer
i want you gone and yet you stay
hand in hand, we walk away
listening to you, i start to believe
that there's nothing more that i need
no food, no sleep, no therapy
just us together, you and me
you walk me closer to the edge
you push me off and leave me dead
consumed by pain, my eyes they close
only difference this time is that they won't open
the subject of the poem isn't a specific person but rather the bad thoughts inside my head
Mida Burtons
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Mida Burtons  17/F/Bristol
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