So this is how it has to be,
And in the end we tore ourselves apart.
Yet I still wish I could
Solidify my faith in you.
Trust--
I long to trust in you once more,
But I'm just too scared.
You've picked me apart for far too long
And I fear I will
Crumble
Under the pressure of your skin.
How could someone so gentle,
Be found so cruel?
You're the most beautiful person I have ever met...
Too bad you break me
Right in two.
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