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Kill Me, Save Me


With my scarred arms,

And bruised legs.

My cold fingers,

My dying heart.

Have you noticed?

Do you care?

Do I matter?

Dying.

I'm falling,

Falling, Dying.

I'm affraid.

Where are you?

I can't see.

Save me,

I believe in you,

Please,

I believed in you,

You left me alone,

Kill me.

I'm dying,

You've killed me,

I've killed myself.

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