Kyracreative
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Slow Killing
"Go to bed, sleep it off. It will be better in the mourning" he said kissing my forehead.
I listened and walked to the bedroom.
But i couldnt sleep.
He didnt know,
But i was going to leave.
I waan't going to sleep it off, I couldn't.
I loved him.
But he slowly killed me.
I changed for him and then relized I didnt want to.
So goodbye,
I know you didnt mean to,
But you broke me.
I need to put the pieces back together
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