I'm drawing my pain in my sheets with the tears I'm wasting for
you.
You and
me. We're just alike. We're both selfish and we're incomplete.
We hurt (not just ourselves).
We lie (not believing what we're saying).
You. Never with your feet on the ground.
Me. So far away from anybody or anything.
You. I wish I'll never open my eyes again.
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