Do I keep you to myself,
And kill you from within?
My love was meant for you,
But now the mist's growing thin;
Do I keep you to myself,
And turn a blind eye to your cries for help?
I know that I'm not heartless,
Yet I want to put you through hell.
For that one second of happiness
That makes my day,
I'll keep you tied up
Throughout the pouring rain;
I'm scared to let you go,
And see loneliness become my friend,
But if you stay,
I'll make sure your suffering sees no end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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