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Someday I won’t be here, 
But would you notice? 
Notice that I’m Gone? 
Snuffed out like the candle I gave you, 
In the shape of my heart. 
And I think to myself, 
"Would it really be better?"
Would you finally notice what your doing to me? 
Would you realize how much I love you, 
And what treating me like this is doing to me? 
If I slash my wrists, 
Would you notice that I bleed like you? 
If my breathing stops, 
Would you notice that I draw breath like you? 
And when my heart stops beating, 
Would you realize that you’ve done this to me? 
You made me better for a moment, 
Only to crush me like autumn leaves under your feet. 
If I kill myself, 
It would be an escape. 
From your pain, 
From your torment, 
And from my love for you, 
That is slowly killing me. 
Should I let time do it? 
Or should I? 
I lay here on this cold floor, 
Under the blanket of night. 
A knife in hand, 
I need an end to my pain. 
Forgive me God! 

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