Birthday
The smallest casket you make will do.
she felt...
the palpable mediocrity of her existence, knowing all promises to better herself were forever empty.
Unlovable
I was left cold, alone, unloved and forgotten.
The End
With the weight of the world crashing down atop me I ended it all.
Ever
While it was them who took it all, you'll always feel it was your fault.
A
Loving you
made me human
in a way that ended me.
Alone
Alone again, silent and separate I sit just falling to pieces,
bit by bit.
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