You can mark my flesh,
You can make me bleed—
But these tears I shed
Are not for you,
They’re for me.
You play your twisted games,
But I’m done swallowing your lies.
With this cursed ring,
You’ve drained me dry.
I’ll watch you forge excuses,
Convince yourself you tried,
While you whisper “hello,”
I’m screaming my goodbyes.
May you choke
On the echoes
You left behind—
The shattered pieces
Of what used to be mine.
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