Leave me lying in despair,
Crying for your love,
Leave me blind in this your dark,
Leave me starved of hope,
And I long ago gave up on you,
Gave up on light and home,
Gave up on being in your arms,
Of feeling your warmth next to me,
Leave me lying in damp grief,
A pool of blood so sweet,
Leave me with the knife in my hand,
The dull ache throbbing in my chest,
A hole, a heart escaped,
And I know you'll never love me,
And you'll never truly care,
So please, leave me lying,
Leave me lying in my death,
Just leave me,
Because you'll never be mine.
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