《Dark Poetry》LVI: Lover or Liar

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I thought loving

Was supposed to save me

From the thoughts

In my own head

But now I see

That can't be possible

When my own lover

Wants me dead.

He tells me

I'm happy

But why

am I dying

There's a knife

To my throat

And I caught you

Fucking lying.

But far too late.

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