I use words like knives
and slice up your heart,
but you must know I love you.
I disappear to dark days
and leave you stranded here,
but your must know I need you.
I have bruises under my skin
and you must not touch them,
but you must know I feel you.
I hide behind veils
that you cannot unwind,
but you must know I want you.
I’ve killed all those feelings
and thrown away chances,
I must know I’ve lost you.
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