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Inspired by radio trash

I'm beating my fists against your walls;
I'm so damn tired of your screaming.
I keep contemplating leaving you here
to sink in your own misery.
I don't even know who you are anymore;
your personality has gotten so ugly.
I love you still but I can't stand here
watching you hurting.
I won't tear myself apart
to make you whole again.
I can't save you;
when you want it all to end.
I can't sit by and wipe up the blood-
this time.
I need to get away, this isn't healthy-
I can't spend the rest of my life crying.

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