I thought one night
By LostInTime
I thought one night
While I was trying to keep her from hurting herself
That I cannot do this much longer.
I fear my soul may get lost
Or wither into some twisted frightened thing
That will simply hide away forever.
She carried her self-pity
In the bottles hidden throughout our life
As weapons of suicide
I carried mine
in the battles fought just to confuse
As an accomplice.
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