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Truth

I say how I can't live without you.
Yeah, that's all you've heard.
In reality, I can't fucking stand you.
You're on my last nerve.

I bite my tongue
To prevent the sting.
I swallow the words
That tears will bring.

We'll be okay.
If only just for now.
This might be our last day,
Baby, just know that we're going down.
Written by Skyla_Schizo (Khy Katastrophe)
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