as i rip my heart out
bleeding
weeping
begging
kneeling
screaming
at the feet of a frozen statue
heartless
careless
revolving sheets
week after week
craving for a kiss
or a sweet caress
like a de ja vu
re-enacting the fall
in the depths
of no-love
of no-love
no-fvckin-love-for-you-erika
what was the lesson i had to learn from this
s h i t?
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