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I spend my days
wilting away
in an empty bed
your love for me has died
yet I can't unlove you
it seems all this time
meant nothing
there wasn't any point
to any of it

now I'm stuck with a sense of emptiness
that will never leave my chest
each day I face new mental struggles
unable to leave the bed
unable to shower or eat
there's no point to living anymore

trying to let go
of my feelings
but deep down I know
I will always love you

I will leave for good
cut my wrists
tie the noose
it didn't work last time
but I'll try again

in nights of utter darkness
you picked me back up
held me in your arms
kissed me on the forehead
and held my hands
now I must accept all that has gone
what we had, what we were

was anything you said even true?
was it all just a lie?
was I ever even special to you?
did I not love enough?
did I love too much?
is it something I did?
was I not pretty enough?

spiralling out of control
the roses I had once left for you
remain wilted and dead
the poem I wrote for you
remains unheard and bittersweet

you're in my veins
in my head, you're in my mind
I need you out
I wish I didn't feel a thing
cut my wrists
separate my mind
cut open my veins
please let me go
please, I want to live
I want to breathe again
I want to breathe again...

I guess in the end
I will never be the one for you
and although I was never
special to you
you were always special to me

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