You'll Be the Death of MeA Poem by aberrantly malignant
Was I not enough? Am I still not enough? Not enough that my withered heart had to be stabbed yet again? You fell in love, Again With him. So am I not enough? Do I not give you what you long for? You say you need me, want me But you need him too? But I stay You’re not nearly enough, no This pain? Do I deserve it? What have I done? I’m truly that terrible We’re star-crossed lovers You are my soul I am your toy Either way, I’ll die If I’m here it will be your hurt If I’m not, it will be just that I fear I give you the wrong impression by staying Perhaps, you think it’s fine to cause pain Because I stay I take the pain with little complain You’ll be the death of me © 2009 aberrantly malignant |
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