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Killing Me

Save me,
Oh just save me.
The end is near
For you I fear,
Just another tear drop,
Drops, with sadness
And maybe even death.

The pain runs in my
Veins, with this
Feeling of grief,
Sadly, you think I’m nothing more than a thief,

Which is now true
Since the pain you put
Me through,
Is now slowly,
Killing
Me.





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