catch myself falling into the fallacy in your eyes
the tone of your insincerity
i live, starved for a love that nourishes
but i hang on now
by a thin thread
a thread that frays from the edges
of my sanity
i need you like a hole in my head
a knife in my chest
it stings
and it never seems to heal
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