If there was a single day I could live,
A single breath I could take,
I'd trade all the others away.
The bloods on the wall,
So you might as well just admit it.
And bleach out the stains,
Commit to forgetting it.
You're better off empty and blank,
Than left with a single pathetic trace of this..
Smother another failure.
Lay this to rest. \m/
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