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My Bitter Half

I scarred my face
to conquer my pride
and you cocooned in your misery.
I dug you up the night you died
and this is what you asked me,
“when will the sun overthrow the eclipse.
i’m just waiting for this night to end.
leave me here,
just go.”
The Bled – My bitter half.

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