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Life support

  • Poet
  • May 24
  • 1 min read

Torturing myself so that they don’t take me off of life support

No one was there when I was taking hits of propofol

Come check my vitals

She’s perfect to you, treated her like a perfectly trained breeded dog

I’m imperfect to you , treated me like an animal on the side of the road you wanted to run over

Ironic how she chose someone else over you

Too busy pushing my head down to be there for her

Why do i have to be the vehicle for your karma?

 
 
 

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