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Cleopatra


I need to numb the hurt

I cannot face this hurt

When it looks so much like you

I pick up swords

To fight you off

But they turn to sand in my palms

Slipping through my fingers

The same way you did

Nobody can hear this pain

No matter how much it screams

No matter how loud it screams

Somebody look at me

Somebody see me

Blood is rushing through the gutters

And down these legs

Tonight, i am not okay

I have been trying so hard to be okay

To put you away

 

Out of sight but never out of mind

You will never be out of mind.


 

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