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I know you're not aware
of all my sleepless nights
as I stare as the ceiling and let the tears flow.
It's usually and midnight,
when I'm sure
Everyone is in deep slumber..
I go to commit my crime
of breaking myself more
and emptying
everything within.
And all I have left are my tears,
so I bleed them
hoping that to the night
they won't confess
the crimes I've made
-criminal
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Break Me
Poetry"Break me, but don't let me go" Poems about a toxic relationship. Started: February 2020 Ended: May 2021
