Nevermind . . .
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Bury me . . .
Just,
Don't look at me.
Your pity's fleeting . . .
It leaves me;
Drags me,
Into,
Nothing . . .
Nevermind . . .
***
The tracks on my arms are from the lies I told myself.
The blood in my eyes,
Is from,
Watching you,
Become,
Someone else . . .
So . . .
Don't you look at me . . .
Your pity's always fleeting.
***
Your eyes seem to sparkle,
Peering out from your hole . . .
Your dark little heaven.
Where all your dark designs begin to breathe . . .
They learn to walk;
Begin to speak . . .
But never of,
Anything new . . .
. . .
They'll leave you;
Drag you,
Into,
. . .
Nothing . . .
. . .
Nevermind . . .