You’ve been out gallivanting again
Without me knowing
You have dirt on your feet
Blood in your hair
Your hands are clogged with skin and bone
Why do you cut me so deep?
I feel like hate me
But the playful smile tells me otherwise
Why do you cause me so much pain?
So much torment?
I don’t want to do this
But it has to be done
You must die and your remains destroyed
I know you are part of me
But you can’t keep doing this to me
Don’t cry it will only hurt a little
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