your Loss
Love is force she pulls you in fast and cuts you slow
Tonight is quiet and lonely , and on the inside of my stomach turns I feel sick , but I’m not running a fever I’m not dying but is that better than this what I’m feeling?, it’s been weeks since you left me in the rain I’m physically healthy if you count the fake smile I give away to hide the falling salt water that bleeds my eyes red Are you ok ?, they say this so alarming Is it that obvious its over I know 6 different ways to make your new toy malefaction I love you too much to hurt you but I know toys don’t last forever it’s not that I’m better than what you have I’m better suited for the pain you can put me through hell I’ve been there already I’m a soldier who’s scars I ware proudly on my arm by the markings of my birth so have fun with your toy but I promise you have yet to say goodbye to me so I’ll see you round I don’t count on standing here long but I’m going to remember you but you are sure to know me, yes you goin’ to wish you never let me slip
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