Why do you still want to squeeze me dry when already Im drying up.
So many tears coming out and it wont stop.
And you think I deserve this.
I tried my best can't you see?
The scars are visible even from afar and you still choose to think its normal.
How am I suppose to sleep at night?
Knowing you are there to suffocate me.
And when all you think its just a nightmare.
Im no puppet.
I bleed too.
Maybe, even, a darker blood than yours.
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