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i wish you'd love me too

red stained wrists.
i didn't want you
to see me like this.

blood shot eyes.
i didn't want you
to see me cry.

your wrists clean.
you're just keeping
emotions unseen.

a single tear down
my left cheek.
my heart stops the pound.

i wish you'd love me...

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