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Your voice is low
It’s sad and deep
It cuts through the cold morning air
Like my razor stabs at my skin
You tell me that you’re sorry
That this is what we have to do
That you have to go
That I can’t go with you
You pull me to you and kiss my breath away
Our last kiss, you say
As your body Disappears before my eyes I scream
Why are you leaving? What did I do?
I stare at the cement of the sidewalk where
You last stood
I feel the tears start to build and I run
Trying to forget you
The way you so easily forgot me
The tears fall freely down my face
I find myself in my room
Memories of you come flying back to me
You laughing
You crying
You holding me until all my fears melt away
A flash of light catches my eye
I stare at the silver blade
I pick it up
Caress it with my fingers
I hold the blade to my wrist
I roughly pull it against my skin
A new wound opens
The blood seeps across my palm from my open wrist
I gasp
The tears taste salty in my mouth
I miss you but I need to forget you
You forgot me
All I have left of you is a scab slowly forming on my wrist
It’s sad and deep
It cuts through the cold morning air
Like my razor stabs at my skin
You tell me that you’re sorry
That this is what we have to do
That you have to go
That I can’t go with you
You pull me to you and kiss my breath away
Our last kiss, you say
As your body Disappears before my eyes I scream
Why are you leaving? What did I do?
I stare at the cement of the sidewalk where
You last stood
I feel the tears start to build and I run
Trying to forget you
The way you so easily forgot me
The tears fall freely down my face
I find myself in my room
Memories of you come flying back to me
You laughing
You crying
You holding me until all my fears melt away
A flash of light catches my eye
I stare at the silver blade
I pick it up
Caress it with my fingers
I hold the blade to my wrist
I roughly pull it against my skin
A new wound opens
The blood seeps across my palm from my open wrist
I gasp
The tears taste salty in my mouth
I miss you but I need to forget you
You forgot me
All I have left of you is a scab slowly forming on my wrist
The End.
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