She whispers to me promises
The ones she cannot keep
"This will do it, this is the way
You needn't ever eat."
Her voice is just like mine
I couldn't tell you which
which is mine and which is hers
One's me and one's a bitch
She'll tell me this and I'll obey
Who else can i believe?
It's all my fault, I couldnt change
My guilt in every heave
She glares at me; points and laughs
As i turn to skin and bones
She watches and she grows in me
Above my broken neck she rose
Defeated and rejected
God-forsaken and alone
She lead me here and left me here
My flaws they brightly shone
She opened me up and left me there
To be slaughtered by my fears
I whisper to her with my final breath
"I love you, my sweet dear."
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