the study of our dissolution III

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you said, " youre're perfect,

i love you,"

I said,

"You're an idiot."

i promised the moon for you 

but never once made an attempt

to retrieve it. 

you trust me even though

i've never proven my love 

for you.

i am a cutthroat,

manipulative,

lying

bastard.

and yet you trust me.

for your sake,

stop loving me.

i should not be loved.

i do not deserve to be loved!

please say you will stop

loving me.

Please, don't love me.

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