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Scarlet Niamh Aug 2017
How can you tell me
that your truth is better
than mine?
Head to the floor,
hands on my heart,
you're burning my eyes.
You've blinded me now
and I have nowhere to go.
If only I had anything
to tear apart my apathy,
no one would know.
~~ I gave you all. ~~

— The End —