Even If It Kills Me

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I know I shouldn’t but I do it.
I fall. I care. I need. I bleed.
“Go away!” my mind screams.
He comes.
I feel myself slipping
Away.
He rips me open
Again.
I let him.
Old scars
Reopened.
Even if it kills me
I will be with him.





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