The ground,
The dust,
The soil
Is crumbling beneath me
As I look on at you rumbling endlessly...
Saying 'I still love you'
when I know you speak truth,
Yet all I can do is push you away,
Stifle my tears
And tell you that I don't care
When we both know I do...
So as you leave,
With her -
I keep quiet and drown..
Quickly...
I surrender to the quicksand that is my sorrow
To swallow me..
Devour me...
You destroyed me.
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