Gone

September 19, 2013

I heard your screams

And I chose to ignore them

I regret that decision with my life

I saw the skipped meals

The retching in the bathroom

The regret cuts me like a knife

what was i supposed to do?

And now you've withered away

A size one

Lying in your coffin

Are you happy now?

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