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If I put a gun to my head, Would you flinch? If I laid dead in a hospital bed, Would you cringe? If I did what you did to me, Would you finally see? Your self-hatred is your reality. I lay in a sea of what we could be. You're not here anymore And you won't return. I know for sure. You shut your car door We kissed on the lips (For the last time) and now I'm equipped With your abandonment and your car's leaked oil on the pavement. Don't make me feel worse. I already know you're gone. My love for you was a curse. But, if I shot myself in the head Or Laid dead in a hospital bed Would that make you love me more? K.K.
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Jan 28, 2014
Jan 28, 2014 at 9:32 PM UTC
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If I put a gun to my head, Would you flinch? If I laid dead in a hospital bed, Would you cringe? If I did what you did to me, Would you finally see? Your self-hatred is your reality. I lay in a sea of what we could be. You're not here anymore And you won't return. I know for sure. You shut your car door We kissed on the lips (For the last time) and now I'm equipped With your abandonment and your car's leaked oil on the pavement. Don't make me feel worse. I already know you're gone. My love for you was a curse. But, if I shot myself in the head Or Laid dead in a hospital bed Would that make you love me more? K.K.
kayla-kiley
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Jan 28, 2014
Jan 28, 2014 at 9:32 PM UTC
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