Depression And More Bad Poetry
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He says "Don't leave me"As if it's about a conscious choice As if, In the moment that I would go, I am thinking about anything Other than leaving He says "Don't leave me" As if I have faith That he would stay As if, Without any real reason for me To trust and believe Somehow I still know he will be there When I come back He says "Don't leave me" But keeps it to himself Unsent Unspoken The words I want to hear Buried behind shyness or fear As if he knows Or thinks he knows That the words are not For listening Or speaking But for holding until I am already gone
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