Bleeding Out

Poetry

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You had my heart inside of your hand

Tiny pieces danced onto the stage, up on display for your torment and joy

Lifeless rag doll, a puppet on strings

How many times will you tug and tug at my heart?

How long do I have to wait for you to treat me like I’m something?

How long do I have to bleed out?

Before you realize I fell for you

I feel like a crumbling fool

That took a risk on loving you

What if I never love again

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Goodbye