Slain

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What am I doing here sulking?

It's not the end of the world

End of human existance

You liking another girl

It happens all the time

I hear about it every day

I feared it each night

Now I'm lying on the floor, slain

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By the love I'll never have

By the words I'll never hear

I'm slain

By the joy you took away

By the knife that was wedged in my heart

And I lay here rotting

The knife still is there

I can tell my blood isn't clotting

All of it, the venomous crimson, has left me

And I am empty

And I am slain