you're the...

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you're the finger down my throat the taste behind my teeth you're my sunken eyes and pale skin you're the cuts on my knuckles my throbbing head you're the binge the gag you're the feeling when it's done the pressure the pain the guilt the secret you're everything I never wanted the only thing I never needed you're dead.





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