smother me.

i won't cry my eyes out over you baby,
i'm tired of tearing myself apart.
i won't try and bleed my pain out,
i'm done beating my own heart.
new cuts and old scars don't mean a thing,
they won't get me through this.
i'm not quite so damaged that i can't be fixed.
so bite your tongue, don't say a word.
just take a moment to see all that you've become;
nothing but a memory. and baby,
this time, no one will break me.





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