Everything I love leaves me.
Just wait, you'll do it one day.
Remember what you told me
when you regret every word you say.
Particularly a specific three.
The ones that meant the world to me.
The ones I whispered in your ear
to stop your stream of tears.
Everything I love leaves me.
Especially when I've already paid.
Life's no return policy
tends to whittle my patience away.
The time I spend is never enough.
Like a bird in chains, I'm held down by cuffs.
If my pain is currency in this twisted dimension,
wealth is my crime, like my tears were diamonds.
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