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Sep 20
It was a slow and painful death
I loved you until the final breath
I didn’t even feel the blade of the knife as it pierced my heart
You watched as our souls broke apart

The innocence of love no more
It’s decayed from the core
poisoned by the venom of the self
my corpse left to rot on the shelf

I won’t wake up this time
there are no words left for this storyline
only to mourn and grieve
time is the final reprieve
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BH  26/M
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