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Cut. Cut. Cut.
That's what they tell me to do.
I have to resist with all that I have...
just to protect my baby.

Look. Look. Look. 
That's what they demand. 
Somehow I fall into their trap,
destroying my relationship.

Is he wrong?
I couldn't look at him...
I couldn't watch him walk away.

Kill. Kill. Kill. 
Only reason I don't is because
I have a baby...
I wouldn't just kill my life.

It's not fair,
so much stress,
so much talk,
I can't function anymore.

Let me die alone.
Let me just rot. 

Like I deserve to.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Date: 7/10/2016 11:46:00 PM
ANA J, nicely penned. Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words today. always **SKAT**
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