Kathryn Allen

Rookie (August 31,1990 / Hospital)


Please just kill me.
Why do I care?
Why can't I see?
I'm feeling so bare.

You break me in two.
I no longer feel.
You have no clue.
Of how much I'm unreal.

I no longer trust
Or become attatched
I don't feel any lust.
My heart needs patched

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