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The Unseen (Free verse) by cuddlytiger17
Youâre killing me
Killing me inside
But you canât see it
Because youâre blind
Youâre tearing me to pieces
Tearing apart my soul
But you canât see it
Your hearts too cold
So I abide here
All alone in my room
Contemplating ways that I
Could end this doom
Ways to disengage
This pain Iâm feeling
Sharp razor blades
Are my way of dealing
But this you'll never recognize
Because all that you can see
Are ways to please yourself
As I carry on the unseen.
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