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Another walk on the tightrope.
Another punch on the face.
Another cut on that flawless skin.
How long could this possibly last?

It was selfish.
It was appalling.
But it was raw.

Feeling more and more upset as hours ticked by
God knows if you felt the same way too

Maybe I shouldn't have asked.
Maybe you shouldn't have told me.
I'm too afraid of what lies ahead.
But I don't want you gone.

Shame is all that I could felt.
Sorry is all that I could muster.

Signed,
Deepest realm inside of me.

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