Friday, September 18, 2009

No More.

I walk away...
you follow.

I run away...
you follow.

Why must you suffocate me? I fear you will be the death of me.
LET ME BREATHE...
I NEED TO BREATHE!!!
Am I not trying hard enough? Should it really be this tough?

Kill me, just kill me now.
No---
I will not let you be the death of me.
I will not let you haunt me.
Not now, not ever.
I will dodge every punch, but I will not harm you because I don't want to stoop so low.

I WILL NOT STOOP SO LOW!

I deserve better than that, and you know it. It is only a matter of time. And when it is time, you will be no more than a memory.

No more than someone I once knew.

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