Why all this hate
Im building towards you,
When deep down
I only hate myself
Why do I say you died
A long time ago
When long before
You killed me?
And if im dead,
Why those feelings
Where do they come from
Is it the last gasp of air
And you moved on
I watched you with pain
But pride really
Of what you became
And left behinf
My heart got broken
I left the pieces in your eyes
For without them, they are no use
Live well like you diserve
And once in a while
Drop a flower on my tomb
I'll smile back in my motiionless sleep.
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