I know places
between sleep and awake
where the dead birds sang
while I was
bleeding pain
to the ground
cutting off my
hurts
and I've been held
in my empty rooms
so dark and
black
you couldn't see me
there
even with the brightest
of your
lights
you know
I've always been
drawn to dark things
and this is what
keeps me breathing
underwater
when they try to
drown me
with their poisonous whispers
I know places
you can't
follow me
but
if you were mine
I'd give you
all the shattered pieces
that are still
left
of me
but you're not
so I must mourn
for all the lost love that was never mine
for all the lost lovers who were never real
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