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Mar 2014
your words bleed me out
like a razor sharp wound
dying with each cut
that sheds blood
my veins
are almost
certainly empty
just like you left me
is in progress
sooner or later
my organs will fail
just like our flawed love
you brought out the best
and worst parts of me
and now as I
bleed dry
I feel dizzy
but free
of my demons
and feelings
broken heart
and false hoping
as well as
these emotions
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