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I miss you,
Pulling my hair at the thought
Of you.
I want something thats new;
So that I don't have to review,
Walking away from you
The first time.
The second and third.
Never realising how bad,
You hurt
Me.
Now I'm a mess
In a little black dress.
Never ready to confess
How you make me feel.
Blood stains,
Empty bottles.
Hoping to see you tomorrow.
Drowning all of my sins.
You always knew I couldn't swim.
Drowning in my tears,
So that I could fix your fears.
Never going to appear
To be what anybody wants
That will always haunt, me.

Never going to appear To be what anybody wantsThat will always haunt, me

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