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Trash

You didn’t deceive me
But you did leave me
You didn’t do anything wrong
Instead you did the worst thing of all
You stopped loving me
How can you do that?
Did I do something wrong?
Did I love you too much?
Not enough?
Would someone tell me please!
I’m pulling my hair out,
And running out of nails to bite
My tears have dried up,
I’ve cried so much
My heart aches
It hurts like I didn’t know it could
I feel so dirty inside
Like a napkin you used
And then threw away
I feel like trash
I hate you for that…




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