I will not survive you again,
I cannot risk it.
You're like a knife to my wrist.
I will not survive you again;
you're so fucking twisted.
>
Let me go,
stop holding onto me.
My broken is showing,
your broken is showing.
>
Let me go,
your love is killing me.
my heartbeat is slowing...
please, let me go.
>
I cannot love you again.
Knowing you, you never did;
knowing you, I never did;
knowing me, you never did.
>
We're so fucking twisted,
I will not survive you again.
I will not survive another goodbye,
again.
>
I will not survive you again,
I cannot risk it.
You're like a knife to my wrist;
I will not survive you again.
You're so fucking twisted;
you've got me so fucking twisted.
>
You cut me, then you kiss it;
I can't with this.
What is it I missed?
Again?
>
You're so fucking twisted--
you've lost it.
I will not survive this,
again.
>
You've got me so fucking twisted;
we're so fucking toxic...
I've missed this.
Again.
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About the Creator
Sara Wynn
Poetry is my language, and Earth is my playground.
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