What can I do?
What do you want me to say?
That it's okay?
Are you asking me to tell you that I forgive you?
After all that you've done you expect me to tell you that it's all good?
I have no need to do so.
I don't want to hear you whisper my name when your lonely.
I don't want to feel your hand brush across my face when you say you want me back.
I don't want to FEEL anything that comes from you.
I want to have morphine injected into the section of my brain where you are tucked away.
I want nothing to ...
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