And End...
I regurgitate thoughts
That have no meaning
becoming circumcised from pain
And irregular breathing.
If I had loved you
Then why am I still healing
Unsentimental thinking
Has rendered me unforgiving.
A self appointed angel
Has began pilfering my demons
And the part of me you borrowed
Now hopes yours will stop beating.
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