Bleeding love for you

Am I dying ?
Is this true?
Because my love for you was always true.
But you my love ,seem to think that it will never do.
The more I cry.
The more I try and the more I take the knife and slowly die.
Cut by cut,I say my goodbyes.
In my sleep I want to stay.
Never to wake ,because I never want to
remember this day.

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