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It could have been something

but it wasn’t anyway.

This would have lasted longer

if you hadn’t fucked things up that way.

Look at me these days

and I’m a mystery.

I can’t believe what you’ve done to me.

We’ve started a cycle that we can’t

comprehend.

And even when together we just can’t

pretend

that all of this will come to an

end.

There’s nothing I can say

anymore

that will ever even out the

score.

I hate this waiting.

Go away.

I never mattered to you anyway.

I could go on living without you

or I could end up

dead.

But you need me

like a bullet in your

head.