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I only keep on because I 

am a machine

this body is torn. Tired. 

Cells, atoms

even breaths are bombs in

my lungs

i can't love no one else but you

and life lost it's salt

and it hurts to feel real

you moved on

everyday I put on my war paint 

and I hack away at all the promises and

soft kisses you are giving to her

they were mine, once

but I love you so much that I 

have let you go

to be free

to have a chance

even though it is killing me

no, you will never know how dead I really am

you don't care enough to look back

I don't blame you

there is not much left of me

because I can't love anyone but you